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and cherished in my bosom only to sting
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me to death!"
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Kaikeyi was unmoved and spoke not a
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word.
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The King went on: "On what pretext
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can I banish Rama, whom all the people
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love and praise? I may lose Kausalya and
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survive. I may lose the pure-minded
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Sumitra and survive. But if I lose Rama, I
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cannot live thereafter. Without water,
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without sunlight, I may live for a while,
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but never without Rama. Expel from your
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mind this sinful thought. With my head
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bowed at your feet, I beg of you. Have
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you not said many a time, 'Two dear sons
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I have. And of them Rama, the elder, is
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dearer to me'? In deciding to crown Rama,
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what have I done but carry out in action
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your unspoken wish? Why then do you
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demand these cruel boons? No, no, it
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cannot be really that you mean this. You
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are only testing me to find out if I indeed
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love your son Bharata. Do not, through a
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great sin, destroy our famous line of
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Kings."
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Even then Kaikeyi spoke no word, but
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her eyes blazed scornful anger.
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The King continued: "Till this day you
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have done nothing to cause me sorrow,
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never spoken an unworthy word. Who has
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corrupted you now? I cannot believe that
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this evil thought is your own. How often
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have you told me, my dear, that, noble as
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Bharata is, Rama is nobler still? Is it the
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same Rama that you now want to be sent
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to the forest? How can he dwell in the
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forest? How can you even entertain the
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thought of his going away into the
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wilderness infested by ferocious beasts?
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How lovingly has Rama treated you and
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served you! How can you forget all this
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and steel your heart and utter the words,
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'Send him to the forest'? What fault has he
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committed? Of the hundreds of women in
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the palace, has anyone ever uttered a word
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against his honor or virtue? The whole
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world loves him for his great and good
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qualities. How did you alone among so
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many find cause to dislike him? Is not
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Rama like Indra himself? Is not his face
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radiant with goodness and spiritual light
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like a rishi's? The whole world praises his
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truthfulness and friendliness, his learning
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and wisdom, his heroism and humility. No
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one has heard a harsh word from his lips.
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How can I, his father, say to him 'Son, go
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to the forest'? This can never be. Have
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mercy on me, an old man nearing the end
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of his days. Kaikeyi, ask for anything else
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in this kingdom, ask for everything else,
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and I will give. With folded hands, I beg
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you, do not send me to Yama. Clinging to
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your feet I beg you, I beg you humbly,
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save Rama! Save me from sin!"
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To the King thus struggling in a sea of
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grief, pitiless Kaikeyi spoke cruel words:
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"King, if having promised the boons
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you regret it and will be forsworn, what
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sort of king would you be and what right
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would you have to speak of satya and
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dharma? How can you face other kings?
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Will you shamelessly confess to them,
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'Yes, Kaikeyi saved me from death and I
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gave her a promise. Later, I was sorry I
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gave it and I broke it'? What else could
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you tell them? All monarchs will shun you
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as a disgrace to their order! And common
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people will laugh in scorn at their rulers
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and say, 'Kings break promises even when
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given to their queens. Do not expect kings
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to keep their word.' Do you not know that
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Saibya, to redeem the pledge he gave to a
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bird, cut the very flesh off his bones and
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gave it away? Have you not heard of
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Alarka who plucked his eyes out to keep
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his word? The sea stays within its limits
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and does not overflow the land, because it
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feels bound by its agreement. Do not
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violate your solemn pledge. Follow the
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path of your royal ancestors. O, I fear that
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you,
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their
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unworthy
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descendant,
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will
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forsake dharma; you will crown Rama and
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you will dally with Kausalya. What do
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you care what happens to dharma? What
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do you care what happens to satya? If you
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deny me the g
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