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great
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relied
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on
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Rama
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and
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Lakshmana. How could you believe that
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in their absence I could rule the kingdom?
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And, even if I could, would I agree?
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Never will your wish be fulfilled through
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my cooperation. I can no longer regard
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you as my mother. I cut myself off from
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all relation with you and decline to regard
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you as my mother. How could you ever
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think of setting aside rule and custom and
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getting a younger son crowned? Would
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not the world revile us for all time? The
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general law of kings and the tradition of
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our family cannot be violated. I will not
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carry out your wish. I shall go to the forest
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and bring Rama back. I shall set the crown
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on his head and rejoice in being his loyal
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servant."
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To understand Bharata's feelings, we
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should keep in mind his innate noble
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nature, his love for Rama, his grief for his
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father and the sense of guilt and shame
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that for his sake his mother had done this
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grievous wrong. We should not weigh his
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words in dry air and a chemical balance.
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In such contexts, poetry flashes fire. One
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sees it both in Valmiki and Kamban.
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Bharata raised his voice and spoke
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again: "Banish Rama indeed! It is you that
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ought to be banished, cruel woman, who
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have forsaken the path of dharma. So far
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as you are concerned you may take it that
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I am dead, for I would rather be dead than
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be son to a murderess! Murderess of your
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husband! You are not the daughter of the
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good King Asvapati. You are a Rakshasi.
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To what hell should you go, you, who
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banished
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the
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only
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child
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of
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mother
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Kausalya? What punishment would be too
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great for the grief you have caused her?
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Kamadhenu,
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the
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cow-mother,
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had
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hundreds of thousands of children, yet she
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shed tears at the sight of the suffering of
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two bulls yoked to a plough and her tears
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scalded Indra on his throne in high
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Heaven. And Kausalya's only child you
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sent to the forest, hoping thus that you and
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I could be made happy! I shall do the
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obsequies and go to the forest and fall at
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the feet of Rama and bring him to his
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kingdom. And then, to cleanse
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myself of the sin and the shame you
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have brought on me, I s
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hall lead the life of
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an ascetic in the Dandaka forest. What a
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flood of sorrow have you let loose on the
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earth? By what penitence, by what self-
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mortification, can you redeem yourself? I
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shall go myself at once to Rama and get
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rid of my guilt by restoring the kingdom
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to him."
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Finding no relief for his anguish by
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angry
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words,
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sighing
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like
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a
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young
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elephant newly captured, hot tears-falling
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from his eyes, he felt he could bear no
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longer the sight of his mother and rushed
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to Kausalya's apartment, there to find a
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better place to give vent to his sorrow.
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Thus did Kaikeyi's castle in the air go
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up in smoke. She lay down on the floor
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and
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wept.
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The
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most
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painful
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of
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all
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reflexions is that of a crime perpetrated in
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vain.
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Among
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the
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