Sumantra accompanied Raama to Kaikeyi's palace, threading the way with difficulty
through the throng. Raama entered the Queen's apartment. As he stepped over the threshold,
he started as if he had set his foot upon a snake, for he saw with awe-struck amazement
his father lying on the bare floor in anguish. The King evidently had been struck down
with some great sorrow. His face was like a paarijaata blossom wilted in the sun.
He touched his father's feet and paid the
same filial worship to Kaikeyi.
Dasaratha uttered in a low voice the name
of Raama and stopped. He could speak no more. He could not look straight into the face of
Raama.
Raama was perplexed and filled with
apprehension at the sight of his father, lying there unable to speak, in the grip of some
great agony-what it could be Raama could not even guess. |