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The learned Jabali, one of the priests
who
had
accompanied
Bharata,
here
interposed a lesson on worldly wisdom for
the benefit of Rama. "You talk again and
again
of
your
father's
command.
Dasaratha was a physical body which has
now rejoined the five elements. You talk
as
though
there
is
some
continuing
relationship between that person who is
now no more and yourself. This is sheer
illusion. Why do you like the foolish
prating of dharma and seek to give up the
good fortune to which you were born?
Like a woman mourning with dishevelled
hair, the city of Ayodhya is plaintively
longing and waiting for your return. Go
back. Accept the crown. Enjoy life's
pleasures. Listen to Bharata. Do not fail in
your proper duties."
This lecture angered Rama. He said
with much sharpness: "Sir, you seem to
set little value on truth and r
ectitude. Your
materialist
talk
fills
me
with
such
abhorrence
that
I
wonder
that
an
unbeliever like you should have been
tolerated in the court."
Jabali hastened to explain that, far from
being an infidel, he had all his life been a
teacher of the Shastras and that he had
only spoken as he had done out of an
earnest wish to persuade Rama to return.
Vasishtha also intervened on his behalf
and that unlucky interlude came to an end.
Vasishtha then put the case for Rama's
return this way:
"On the whole, my opinion is that you
should return to Ayodhya and accept the
throne. Of course, your father's command
also has to be considered, and reconciled
to this step. You have obeyed that
command at once and unhesitatingly, but
now a new situation has arisen. Bharata in
his
helplessness,
fearing
infamy,
has
sought shelter at your feet. How can you
spurn him? We all know that you love
him as your life. You never refuse those
who approach you for help. How then can
you deny it to Bharata now? Is it not your
life-principle to help those who seek
refuge at your feet?"
But
Rama
showed
no
signs
of
relenting.
Then,
Bharata
turned
to
Sumantra and said, "My brother has no
pity for me. Please spread a bed of darbha
grass here for me. I shall take the pledge
of fasting unto death."
Sumantra
hesitated
and
looked