Sri Krishna Janmashtami

Jai sri Ram,
It is Sri Krishna Janmashtami Today, indeed a great day to adore with,

Sri Krishna, a light which dispel the dark of inner chamber that for a cause,

Sri Krishna, a tangible support for devotees and followers which not only help here but help here after too,

Obeisance to Lord Krishna, The legend of true love and truth of Sri Radha Rani ji,

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Her hidden love

Jai sri Ram,
She held in one of her lotus hands the fair wreath of victory,

Resplendent with the glory of triumph over the whole universe

While her body shrank with modesty, her heart was full of rapture,

Her hidden love could not be perceived by others , as drew near and behold Rama's beauty, princes Sita stood motionless as a portrait,

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Sri Sita advanced towards Rama

Jai Sri Ram,
Sadananda then gave the word and Sri Sita advanced towards Rama,

Accompanied by her fair and talented companions, who were singing festal songs,

She paced like a cygnet, her limbs possessing infinite charm,

In the Midst of her companions Sri Sita shone as a personification supreme beauty among other embodiments of Beauty,

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cakora bird

Jai Sri Ram,
The king countenance fell at the breaking of the bow,

Just as Lamp in the dimmed at down of the day,

Sri Sita's delight could only be compared to that female caraka bird on receiving a rain drop when the sun is in the same latitude as the constellation Swati,

Laxman fixed his eyes on the Rama as the young of a cakora bird gazes on the moon,

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sang auspicious strains,

jai Sri Ram,
Everywhere young women sang auspicious strains,

The Queen with her companions was much delighted,

As though a withering crop of paddy had been refreshed by a shower,

King was now care free and felt gratified as if a tired swimmer had reached a shallow,

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crash of cymbals and tabors

Jai sri Ram,
Talented bards, minstrels and panegyrics sang praises,

Everybody gave away horses, elephants, riches, jewels and raiment as an act of invocation of God's blessings on the youthful champion,

There was a crash of cymbals and tabors, conch and clarionets,

Drums and sweet sounded kettledrums, both large and small played with many other charming instruments,

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broken the massive bow of Shambhu,

Jai Sri Ram,
Siddhas and great sages praised the lord and gave him blessings raining down wreaths and flowers of various colours,

Other class of demigods sang melodious strains and shout the victory re-echoed throughout the universe,

The crash that followed the breaking of the bow was drowned in it,

Everywhere men and women in their joy kept saying that Rama had broken the massive bow of Shambhu,

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thrill of joy,

Jai Sri Ram,
Beholding sri Rama's beauty, which represented the full Moon, the sage felt an increasing thrill of joy,

Which may be compared to rising tide in the ocean,

Kettle drums sounded with great noise in the heavens,

Celestial damsels sang and danced, Brahma and other gods praised lord and gave him blessings

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water of love

Jai Sri Ram,
The bow of Shiva was the bark and the Rama's strength of arm was the ocean to be crossed with its aid,

The whole host that had boarded the ship out of ignorance was drowned with the bark,

The Lord tossed on the ground the two broken peices of the bow,

And everone rejoiced at the sight, Visvamitra stood as the holy ocean, full of sweet and unfathomable water of love,

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The awful crash

Jai Sri Ram,
The awful crash reached through the spheres,

The horses of the sun-god stayed from the course  The elephants of the quarters trumpeted,

The Earth shock, the serpent king, the divine boar and the divine tortoise fidgeted about, gods demons and sages put their hand to their ears and all  began anxiously to ponder the cause,

But when they learnt that Sri Rama had broken the bow they uttered shouts of victory,

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Sri Rama broke the bow in halves'

Jai Sri Ram,
Casting a glance at Lord she resolved to love him even at the cost of her life, Sri Rama, the embodiment of compassion, understood it all, Looking at Sri Sita he glanced at the bow as Garuda would gaze on a poor snake, When Laxmana Perceived that the Sri Rama had cast a glance at the bow, the hair on his body stood erect and he uttered the following words pressing the crust of earth under his foot,

O elephants guarding the cardinal points, o divine tortoise, O serpent-king, o Divine Bear, steadily hold the earth that it may not shake, Sri Rama seeks to break the bow of Shiva;therefore listen to my command and be ready,

When Rama drew near to the bow, men women present there invoked in his behalf the help of gods as well as their past deeds, the arrogance of the foolish kings, the proud pretensions of parshurama, the apprehension of gods that great sages, the distress of Sita, king Janaka's remorse and the fire of the queen's terrible agony, all these boarded the great bark of Shiva's bow, with whose help they sought to cross the boundless ocean of  Sri Rama's arm, but there was no helmsman to steer the ship,

Rama first looked at the crowd of spectators and found them motionless as the figures of a drawing, the gracious lord then turned his eyes towards Sri Sita and perceived her deep distress, He found Sita greatly agitated, every moment passed hung on her as a whole life time of the universe, if a thirsty man dies for want of water, of what avail is a lake of nectar to him once he is dead, what good is a shower when crop is dried up, thinking thus within self the lord looked at Sita and thrilled all over to perceive her singular devotion, he inwardly made obeisance to preceptor and took up the bow with great ability, the bow gleamed like a flash of lighting as he grasped it in his hand and then it appeared like a circle in the sky, no one knew when he took it in his hands strung it and drew it tight, everyone only saw standing instantly Sri Rama broke the bow in halves' the awful crash resounded through all spheres,

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CHERISHES TRUE LOVE

Jai sri Ram,
Held captive within her lotus-like mouth her bee lik speech refused to stir out for fear of the night of modesty,

Tears remained confined within corner of her eyes just as the gold    of a singly miser remains burred in a nook of his house,

Sri Sita felt abashed when she perceived her great agitation of mind; summoning up courage in her heart, therefore, she confidently said to to her self-

IF I AM TRUE TO MY VOW IN THOUGHT WORDS AND DEEDS AND IF MY MIND IS REALLY ATTACHED TO THE LOTUS FEET OF SRI RAMA'S BOND-SLAVE, FOR ONE GETS UNITED WITHOUT DOUBT WITH HIM FOR WHOM ONE CHERISHES TRUE LOVE

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orb of the moon

Jai Sri Ram,
Imparting your heaviness to the assembly grow light yourself at the sight of Sri Rama,

Sri Sita felt much agitated at heart,

An instant hung heavy on her as a hundred Yugas

Gazing now at the Lord and now at the ground, her restless eyes sparked as if two cupid's fish disported themselves in the pail-like orb of the moon,

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hope now lies in you

Jai Sri Ram,
How then, O god, can i maintain my balance of mind,

Is a diamond ever pierced with the pointed end of a Sirisa flower,

The sense at the whole assembly has become dull,

Hence my only hope now lies in you, O Sambhu's bow,

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Tender age

Jai Sri Ram,
The ministers are afraid, therefore none of them gives him good counsel,

It is all the more pity that it should be so in a conclave of wise men

While on the side stands the bow harder than adamant,

On other side we find that dark complexioned prince of delicate frame and tender age,

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Gazing repeatedly on the person sri Rama

Jai sri Ram,
The Queen felt assured at these words of her companion, Her despondency was gone and her love for sri Rama grew,

Then, casting a glance towards sri Rama, Sri Sita ji implored with anxious heart each god in turn, She inwardly prayed in a distressed state of mind; Be gracious to me-O great Lord Shiva and Bhavani, and rewarded my services by lightening the weight of the bow out of affection for me,

O god Ganesha, the chief of Shiva's attendants, O bestower of Boons, it is for the day that i have adored you, listening to my repeated supplication, therefore, reduce the weight of the bow to a mere trifle

Gazing repeatedly on the person sri Rama and summoning courage Sita prayed gods, her were filled with tears of love and the hair on her body stood on their end, she fastened her eyes to their fill on Sri Rama's beauty; but then the thought of her father's vow agitated her mind, She said to her self-Alas-my father has made a terrible resolve having no regard to good or evil consequences,

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I tell you

Jai sri Ram,
A Sacred Formula, indeed, is very small,

Although it has under its sway Brahma, Hari and Har and all other gods

A tiny goad governs the mightiest and most furious elephant,

Armed with a bow and arrow of flowers cupid has brought the whole universe under subjection realizing this, O Good Lady, give up all doubts, Rama, O Queen, will assuredly break the bow-I tell you,

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Sage Agastya

Jai Sri Ram,
One of her sharp witted companions gently replied,

The glorious are not be highly regarded, O Queen,

What comparison is there between the  sage agastya, who was born of a jar and the vest ocean,

Yet the sage drained it dry and his good fame has spread throughout the world, the orbs of the sun is so small to look at; but the moment it rises the darkness of all the three worlds disappears,

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Can cygnets ever lift mount Mandara

Jai sri Ram,
Knowing that Ravana and Banasura did not even touch the bow,

And that all other kings were worsted in spite of all their boasts,

Strange that he should give the same bow into the hands of this young prince,

Can cygnets ever lift mount Mandara, good sense has taken leave of the king and one does not know the dispensation of providence,

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mere spectators of show

Jai sri Ram,
Lovingly gazing on Sri Rama and bidding her companions draw near,

Sri Sita's mother spoke words full of anguish out of affection,

Whosoever are called our friends, dear ones, are mere spectators of show,

No one urge the Vishvamitra and tell him that two princes are yet boys and such insistence on his part is not desirable,

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O Lord Ganesha

Jai Sri Ram,
Invoking the manes and the gods,

Recalling their own past good deeds they prayed,

If our religious merits are of any value,

O Lord Ganesha-may Rama snap the bow of Shiva as it were a lotus stalk,

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rejoiced and thrilled

Jai sri Ram,
Sages and gods, like the Cakravaka bird, were rid of their sorrow and rained down flowers in token of their homage,

Affectionately reverencing the Guru's feet Sri Rama asked leave of the holy fathers,

The Lord of all creation then stepped forth in his natural grace with thread of a noble and beautiful elephant in rut,

As Sri Rama moved ahead all men and women of the city rejoiced and thrilled all over their body,

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false king shrank

Jai Sri Ram,
As a chief of Raghus rose on his elevated seat like the morning Sun appearing in the horizon,

All saints were delighted like so many lotuses and their eyes were glad as bees at the return of day,

The hopes of rival kings vanished as night and their boasts died away like the serried stars,

The arrogant princes shrivelled up like the lilies and the false king shrank away like owls,

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Up-Rama, break the bow of Shiva

Jai sri Ram,
Perceiving that it was a propitious time, Visvamitra said in most endearing terms,

Up-Rama, break the bow of Shiva and relieve Janaka, my boy, of his anguish,

On hearing the Guru's words sri Rama bowed his head at his feet,

There was no joy or sorrow in his heart, he stood up in all his native grace, putting to shame a young lion by his elegant carriage,

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Sri Rama checked Laxmana

Jai Sri Ram,
As Laxmana spoke these angry words, the earth shook and the elephants supported the quarters tottered,

The whole assembly including all the princes, was struck with terror,

Sri Sita felt delighted at heart, while Janaka blushed,

The Vishvamitra and all other hermits were glad at heart and thrilled all over again and again, with a sign Sri Rama checked Laxmana and made him sat beside him,

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I swear by your lotus feet

Jai sri Ram,
Realizing this, my Lord, let me have your command and see what wonders i work,

I will string the bow as though it were a lotus stalk and run with it not less than eight hundred miles

By the might of your glory, O Lord, i will snap it like the stalk of a Mushroom,

Or if i fail, I swear by your lotus feet never to handle a bow or quiver again,

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O delighter of the solar race

Jai sri Ram,
In an assembly where anyone of Raghu's is present no one would dare speak such scandalous words as Janaka has done,

Even though concious of the presence of Sri Rama, the jewel of Raghu's race,

Turning towards his brother, he added-listen, O delighter of the solar race,

I sincerely tell you, without any vain boasting; if i but have your permission, I will lift the round would like a ball and smash it like an ill baked earthen jar and by glory of your majesty, O blessed Lord, i can break mount meru like a raddish-What then, is this wretched old BOW

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impregnated with Truth_

Jai Sri Ram,
All who heared janaka's words felt distressed at the sight of Sri Sita,

Laxmana, however, got incensed; his eyebrows were knit, his lips quivered and his eyes shot fire,

For fear of Sri Rama he could not speak, though janaka's words pierced his heart like an arrow,

Yet at last-bowing his head at the lotus feet of Sri Rama, he spoke words which impregnated with Truth_

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Give up all hope

Jai sri Ram,
Give up all hope and turn your faces homewards,

It is not the will of providence that Sita should be married

All my religious merits shall be gone if i abandon my vow, The princes must remain a maid;what can i do,

Had i known that there are no more heroes in the world, i would not have made my self a laughing stock by undertaking such avow,

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no Hero left on the earth to my mind,

Jai sri Ram,
A lovely bride, a grand triumph and splendid renown are the prize but

Brahma-it seems, has not yet created the man who may break the bow,And win the above Rewards,

Tell me, who would not have this prize-but none could string the bow, let alone stir it even a grain's breadth from its place,

Now no one who prides on his valour should feel offended, if i assert that there is no Hero left on the earth to my mind,

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Helplessly fortifying their fame

Jai sri Ram,
Helplessly fortifying their fame, glory and great valour to the bow they returned,

Confused and disheartened, the kings went and sat in the midst of their own company,

Seeing the kings thus frustrated king Janaka got impatient and spoke words as if in anger,

Hearing the vow made by me many a kings has come from diverse parts of the world, gods and demons in human form and many other heroes, staunch in fight, have assembled,

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virtuous lady refuses to yield the words of a gallant

Jai Sri Ram,
Ten thousands of kings then proceeded all at once to raise it,

But it baffled all attempts at moving it,

Shiva's bow did not stir in the same way as the mind of a virtuous lady refuses to yield the words of a gallant

All the princes made themselves butt of ridicule like a recluse without dispassion,

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Grinding up their loins

Jai sri Ram,
Grinding up their loins they rose impatiently and bowing their head to their chosen deity and went ahead,

They cast an angry look at Shiva's bow, grappled with it with steady aim and exerted all their strength,

But the bow refused to be lifted, those princes-who had any sense at all did not even approach the bow,

Those foolish kings indignantly at the bow and retired in confusion when it refuses to leave its position, as though it grew more and more bulky by absorbing the might of each successive warrior,

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great champions Ravana and Banasur quietly slipped away

Jai sri Ram,
Even the great champions Ravana and Banasur quietly slipped away as soon as they saw the bow,

Whoever in this royal assembly break today the yonder unbending bow of Shiva shall be unhesitatingly and insistently wedded by Sri Sita ji,

And shall triumph over the three worlds,

Hearing the Vow all the princes were filled with longing , while those prided on their valour felt very indignant,

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planet Rahu

Jai Sri Ram,
The herald then uttered these polite words,

Listen all princes; with our long arm uplifted we announce to you king Videha's Vow,

The might of the arm of the various princes stands the moon,

While Shiva's bow is the planet Rahu as it were; it is massive and unyielding, as is known to all,

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go round and proclaim my vow

Jai Sri Ram,
The world will speak well of him and the idea will find favour with all,

On the other hand, if he persists in his folly, he shall have to rue it in the end,

Everyone is absorbed in the ardent feeling that the dark complexioned youth is suitable match for Sri Sita ji,

Then king Janaka summoned the heralds and they came eulogizing his race-King said-go round and proclaim my vow-forthwith they proceeded on their mission; there was a little joy in their heart,

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give Sri Sita in marriage to Rama

Jai Sri Ram,
Out of natural bashfulness that she felt to the presence of elders and at the sight of the vast assemblage,

Sri Sita shrank into herself and drawing the her of Raghu's race into her heart she turned eyes towards her companions

Beholding sri Rama's beauty and Sri Sita's loveliness men and women alike forget to close their eyelids,

All of them felt anxious to the creator-quickly take away the falsehood of Janaka so that king without least scruple may abandon his vow and give Sri Sita in marriage to Rama,

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long lost treasure,

Jai Sri Ram,
In her lotus like hands sparkled with wreath of victory, as she cast a hurried glance at all the princes,

While Sri Sita looked for Sri Rama with anxious heart,

All the princes found themselves in the grip of infatuation,

Presently Sri Sita discovered the two brother by the side of the sage and her eyes greedily fell on them as on a long lost treasure,

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Sri Guru Purnima

Jai Sri Ram,
It is Sri Guru Purnima-indeed a great day to adore with and revere the lotus feet of one's true preceptor which is most effective antidote for all afflictions of life,

Life without a Sat Guru is truly hard to meet the cause designated for human truth, one needs to greet the pollen like dust of the lotus feet of Sat guru that more the refulgent, fragrant and flavoured with love

Blessings of Sat Guru ever helps one in both worlds and rescue one from the whirlpool of Maya, Sat Guru unfold the divine vision in the heart by its very thought, and the lustre disperse the shades of infatuation,

Obeisance to Sat Guru, who has given the light to reach at and revere the truth at its true pitch,

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fascinated by her Charms

Jai Sri Ram,
A beautiful Saree adorned her youthful frame, the mother of the universe was incomparable in her exquisite beauty,

Ornament of all kinds had been beautifully set in their appropriate places, each limb having been decked by her companion with great care,

When Sri Sita stepped into arena, men women alike were fascinated by her Charms,

The gods gladly sounded their kettledrums, while essential damsels rained down flowers in the midst of songs,

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god of love himself

Jai Sri Ram,
And if from such churning god of love himself,

Who was the source of all loveliness  and joy,

The poet would even then hesitantly declare her as analogous to Sri Sita,

Sri Sita's clever companions escorted her to the arena, singing songs in a charming voice,

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god of love himself

Jai sri Ram,
Should Sri Sita be liked to any woman of the material creation, where in this world shall one come across such a lovely damsel,

It is quote out of the question to compare Sri Sita with Sri Rama,supposing there was an ocean of loveliness and the tortoise serving as a base for churning it was an embodiment of consummate beauty,

and if splendour itself were to take the form of a cord, the erotic sentiment should crystallize and assume    the shape of mount Mandara,

And the god of love himself were to churn this ocean with his own hand

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defies all description

Jai sri Ram,
Sita's Beauty defies all description, Mother of the universe that she is and an embodiment of charm and excellence,

All companions seem to me too poor; for they have affinity with the limbs of mortal women,

Proceeding to depict Sri Sita with the help of those very similes,

Why should one earn the title of an unworthy poet and court ill-repute,

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picture of incomparable beauty

Jai Sri Ram,
Or else do whatever pleases you individually-we for our part have reaped today the fruit of our human birth,

So saying the good kings turned to gaze with affection on the picture of incomparable beauty,

While in heaven the gods witnessed the spectacle from their aerial cars, and raining down flowers sang in melodies strains,

Finding  it an  appropriate occasion Janaka then sent for Sri Sita and her companions, all lovely and   accomplished, escorted Her with Due Honour,

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pursuit of a mirage

Jai Sri Ram,
Listen to my most salutary advice, be inwardly assured that Sita is no longer the mother of the universe,

And Recognizing the Lord of Raghus as the father of the universe, Feast your eyes  to their fill on his beauty,

Fountain of joy and embodiments of all virtues, these two charming brothers have their abode in the heart of Shiva,

Leaving an ocean of nectar, which is so near, why should you run in pursuit of a mirage and court death

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valiant sons of Dasaratha,

Jai Sri Ram,
At this other princes, who were pious and sensible and devoted to sri Hari Smiled and Said,

Sri Rama will certainly Marry Sita to the discomfiture of these arrogant princes

For who can conquer in battle the valiant sons of Dasaratha,

Do not thus brag and throw away lives in vein: hunger cannot be satisfied with imaginary sweets,

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for Sita's sake

Jai Sri Ram,
Other princes, who were blinded with ignorance and pride, laughed at this saying,

Union with princess is a far cry for Rama even if he succeeds in breaking the bow,

Who-Then, can wed her without breaking it, should death himself come-forth against us.

Even him we would conquer in battle for Sita's sake

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Ram

Jai sri Ram,
Ram is not a prince but a truth of hope of life,

Ram is not just crown prince but a truth of service and realization

Ram is not just a truth of beauty but a hidden fire of Karma Yogi,

Ram is not just a participant in Bow-yajna but a truth of Yajna in self,

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rising of the full moon,

Jai Sri Ram,
All the kings were disheartened at the sight of the Lord, just as stars fads away with the rising of the full moon,

For they all felt inwardly assured that Sri Rama would undoubtedly break the bow,

Or even if the huge bow of Shiva proved too strong for him, that Sri Sita would still place the garland of victory round the neck,

They therefore, said to one another, realizing this, Brothers, let us turn homewards, casting to the winds all glory, fame, strength and pride,

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great mystery

Jai sri Ram,
Every man found Sri Rama facing himself but none could perceive the great mystery behind it,

The Sage, told the king that the arrangements were splendid;

And the king was highly satisfied and pleased to hear this,

Of all the tiers of raised seats one was beautiful, bright and capacious above all the rest, the king seated the two brothers along with sage thereon,

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felt delighted

Jai Sri Ram,
Everyone who saw them felt delighted,

People gazed at them with unwinking eyes and their pupils too did not move,

King Janaka himself rejoiced to behold the two brothers, presently he went and clasped the Sage's feet,

Paying homage he related to him his story and showed him round the whole arena, whithersoever  the two elegant princes betook themselves, all regarded them with wonder,

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yellow tint

Jai sri Ram,
Their breast was adorned with necklaces of pearls found in an elephant's forehead and wreaths of Tulsi leaves,

With shoulders resembling the lump of a bull they stood like lions and had mighty long arms,

They bore of their back a quiver secured with a yellow cloth wrapped their waist and held an arrow in their right hand,

While a bow and a charming scared thread, also a yellow tint slung across their left shoulder, in short the two princes were lovely from head to foot and were the very embodiments of great charm,

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watermark of beauty

Jai Sri Ram,
with arched eyebrows and a beautiful nose, the scared mark shone on their broad forehead,

 And the locks of hair put shame a swarm of bees,

yellow cap of rectangular shape, which were embroidered here and there with figures of flower-buds, adorned their heads,

Their necks which vied in their spiral form with a conch-shell bore a triple line, which constituted as it were the high watermark of beauty in all the three worlds,

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ridiculed the moonlight

Jai Sri Ram
Their Wining glances captivated the heart of even cupids,

They were so unspeakably endearing,

With beautiful chicks, ears adorable with swinging pendants,

A charming chin and lips and a sweet voice, their smile ridiculed the moonbeams,

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soul ravishing

Jai Sri Ram,
Thus shone in the assembly of kings the two lovely princes of Ayodhya,

The one dark and the other fair of form-catching the eye of the Universe,

Both were embodiments of natural grace; even millions of cupids were a poor match for them,

Their charming faces mocked the autumnal moon and their lotus like eyes were soul ravishing,

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