The citizens who had slept on the bank of the Tamasa woke up in the morning and
looked round. They were surprised to see that Raama and the chariot had
disappeared. They followed the track of the chariot-wheels but were disappointed to find
that it was lost in the main road to the capital.
They returned home to their own houses and
sought satisfaction in reviling Kaikeyi. Without Raama, the city was bereft of beauty and
wrapt in gloom.
Sumantra and the princes had crossed the
Tamasa long before dawn and travelled far into the forest. Crossing several streams, they
approached the southern boundary of the Kosala country. As they journeyed on, Raama said
to Sumantra: "I wonder when I shall hunt again in the forest of Sarayu. Is hunting
good for princes? Perhaps, it is-in moderation."