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time for sorrow here and you should not
seek to hinder me."
But the people would not listen to him,
and went in crowds after him shouting
wildly: "Do not go t
o the forest, do not go
to the forest!" Rama stopped the chariot
and addressed them with his eyes full of
love for them: "Citizens of Ayodhya, I
know the love you bear for me. You will
show it best by transferring it on my
behalf, and at my behest, to my beloved
brother Bharata. Nothing else will please
me more. Bharata is good and noble, has
all royal qualities and is fully worthy of
love. So conduct yourselves as to please
him. Young in years, he is old in wisdom
and his heart is at once heroic and tender.
He has the strength to protect you. He is
your king, and you owe him loyalty and
affection. I am going to the forest to fulfil
my
father
word
and
the
King
has
appointed Bharata as Yuvaraja. He is in
every way fitted for that position. You and
I alike should obey the King's commands.
You should go back and try to mitigate
the sorrow of my father at parting from
me."
Thus Rama spoke to them in kindly
tones. But they loved him all the more
because of this and would not be
consoled. Some Brahmanas, old in years
and excellent in virtue, looking at the
chariot wept and cried: "Why, O horses,
do you carry our Rama into the forest?
We have heard it said that horses are
sharp of hearing. Listen to us then and
bring back our Rama."
Hearing these words of yearning from
old Brahmanas, Rama stopped the chariot.
The three descended from it and went
forward walking.
The common people, leading citizens
and wise elders, men of penance, why,
even the birds on wings, tried to prevent
Rama from going to the forest. The river
Tamasa, says the poet, seemed to conspire
with them, for now it flowed across his
path.
The
chariot
stopped
on
the
riverbank. Sumantra unyoked and watered
the horses and let them loose to graze.
Rama said: "Lakshmana, this is the
first night of our forest l
ife. Let us spend it
on the bank of this holy river. Life in the
forest holds no hardship, as you and I
know. Look, the birds, the animals and
even the trees seem to sympathise with us.
The only pain is when we think of the
grief of our parents in Ayodhya, though I
feel reassured as I think of Bharata's
nobility and goodness. He will assuredly
tend our parents with true affection.
Sumantra, go, look after the horses."
Then,
Rama
offered
the
evening
prayers by the river and said: "Let us fast
on this first night of our forest life,
Lakshmana. Your presence by my side
rids me of all care."
Lakshmana spread some grass on the
ground for Rama and Sita to sleep on but
he himself spent the night in vigil talking
with Sumantra.
Long before dawn Rama rose from
sleep and told Sumantra: "The citizens
who have followed us, fatigued by their
long journey, are fast asleep. I am deeply
moved by their affection; but I cannot
permit their love to force me to go back.
Let us therefore, move on even now,
while they are yet asleep."
The horses were harnessed and the
chariot slowly crossed the river. Standing
on