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at
Rama. Then Bharata himself fetched and
spread the grass and sat on it.
"My child, this is not right," said Rama
firmly. "Rise. Go to Ayodhya and fulfil
your duties. Do not go against Kshatriya
dharma."
Bharata got up and as a last resort
appealed
to
the
people
who
had
accompanied him, a representative crowd
of soldiers and citizens from Ayodhya:
"O, citizens of Ayodhya! Why do you
stand mutely looking on? Do you not want
Rama to return? Why then are you silent?"
The people answered: "Rama will not
swerve from truth. He will stand firm by
his father's promise. He will not return to
Ayodhya. What is the use of pressing him
further?"
Rama said, "Listen to them, brother.
They wish well by both of us. Virtue
dwells in their hearts."
Bharata said: "Here I am as guiltless as
Rama and a fit substitute for him. If the
King's word should be fulfilled let me stay
here in the forest in place of Rama. Let
him fill my place and rule in Ayodhya."
Rama
laughed
and
said:
"This
procedure of exchange cannot apply here.
This is not trade or business for barter and
agreement. It is true that sometimes one
discharges the duties of another, when the
latter is too weak and unable to do it. But
how does it fit on this occasion? Can any
of you say that for life in the forest I have
no capacity but only Bharata has?"
Then the wise Vasishtha found a
solution
for
the
problem
in
which
righteousness
struggled
with
righteousness as to which should be more
right. "O, Bharata, rule the kingdom under
Rama's authority and as his deputy. No
blame would attach to you then and the
pledge would be kept."
Rama took Bharata on his lap and told
him, "Brother, look on the kingdom as my
gift to you. Accept it and rule it as our
father wished."
A glory descended on Rama and
Bharata at that moment at they shone like
two suns.
Bharata said: "Brother, you are my
father and my God. Your least wish is my
dharma, Give me your sandals. That token
of yours shall reign in Ayodhya till you
return. And for fourteen years I shall stay
outside the city and discharge the King's
duties in your place, paying reverent
homage to your sandals. At the end of that
period, you will return and accept the
kingship."
"So be it," answered Rama.
He placed his feet on the sandals and
handed them to Bharata who prostrated
himself on the ground and accepted them
and put them on his head.
Bharata and his retinue turned back
towards Ayodhya. On the way, they met
the sage Bharadwaja and reported what
had happened. He blessed Bharata saying:
"Your
virtue
will
be
for
ever
remembered. Are you not a son of the
solar race? As water flows downwards,
the
virtue
of