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truth speaker. But now having sworn
before the gods that you have granted a
boon, you attempt to retract your promise.
If you break your word, I shall surely kill
myself and that, will not add greatly to the
glory of your dynasty, of which you are so
proud!"
"Very well, then," said Dasaratha. "Let
Rama go to the forest and let me die.
Having destroyed me and my race, a
jubilant widow, you will gain your wish
and seek joy in your life!"
Again, after a while, the old King
cried: "What good you will gain by
sending Rama to the forest, I fail to see.
The only result will be that the whole
world will despise you. After many years
of prayer and penance, I had Rama by the
grace of God. And him I now banish into
the forest, I, most wretched of men!"
Lifting his eyes to the sky, he said: "Oh
night! Stay on. For when you pass and day
dawns, what shall I do? What shall I say
to those eager crowds, who, full of love
for Rama, will be awaiting the coronation
festivities? O heavens! Stay still for my
sake with your stars! No, no. Stay not, for
then I must keep looking at this sinful
woman. Depart at once, O night, so that I
may escape this face."
Thus delirious and conscious by turns,
the poor old man suffered agony, a king
who had reigned for sixty thousand years.
"Pity me, Kaikeyi," he said. "Forget the
harsh things I uttered .in anger. I beg you
in the name of the love you bore me. You
may take it that I have given the kingdom
to you. It is yours. And you can give it
with your own hands to Rama and see that
the coronation goes through. The Raja
Sabha has decided and I have announced
to the elders and to Rama that his
coronation is to take place tomorrow. Let
not
this
announcement
become
false.
Have pity on me. Give the kingdom as
you own to Rama. The fame of this
magnanimous gift will last as long as the
world endures. My wish, the people's
wish, the Elders' wish, Bharata's wish,
they are all that Rama should be crowned.
Do this, my love, my life." Again the
King clung to the feet of Kaikeyi.
But she answered: "Have done with
this foolery, see that you do not break
your word and drive me to keep mine, and
kill myself. It is useless for you to try to
evade."
The King said: "With due rites and in
the presence of Fire, I took your hand and
called you wife. Here and now I renounce
you, and with you the son you bore. Night
is gone; the dawn is near and the morning
will see not Rama's coronation, but my
funeral." Kaikeyi cut him short: "You are
prattling vainly. Send at once for Rama.
Let him come here. Tell him the kingdom
is Bharata's a
nd he should go to the forest.
Keep your promise. Do not waste time."
Dasaratha groaned: "Very well. Let me
at last set eyes on Rama's face. My death
is near. Let Rama come. Let me see his
face before I die. Tied down by dharma
this old fool is helpless."
And again he fell unconscious.
15. BEHOLD A WONDER!
POOR
Dasaratha
was
in
extreme
agony, pulled by natural affection on one
side and by the moral obligation to fulfil a
pledge on the other. He had fondly hoped
that
Kaikeyi
would
relent
and
that
somehow the conflict of duties would be
resolved. But now he saw that this was not
to be.
He had still one faint hope: "Rama is in
no way bound by my promises and