You have sworn solemnly to carry out his promise to me, and now it is your duty
to prove true to your pledged word. If you find right conduct as hard as your father did,
that is another matter. Otherwise, listen to what I say. It is for you now to relinquish
the installation and to go out into exile with matted locks and hermit weeds, leaving the
preparations now ready to serve for Bharata's installation."
When she uttered these cruel words the King
writhed in agony, but Raama heard her untroubled. Kaikeyi beheld a miracle. There was not
the slightest sign of disappointment or sorrow in Raama's face. Smiling, the Prince said:
"Is that all, mother? Surely, the King's promise must be fulfilled. My hair shall be
twisted and I shall wear the bark and I shall go this very day to the forest."
Kaikeyi spoke prophetic words when she;
said Raama's dutifulness w6uld bring him glory undying. That glory will continue as long
as the Himalaya stands and the waters of Ganga flow and as long as the ocean-waves beat on
the solid earth. |