No one has heard a harsh word from his lips. How can I, his father, say to him
'Son, go to the forest'? This can never be. Have mercy on me, an old man nearing the end
of his days. Kaikeyi, ask for anything else in this kingdom, ask for everything else, and
I will give. With folded hands, I beg you, do not send me to Yama. Clinging to your feet I
beg you, I beg you humbly, save Raama! Save me from sin!"
To the King thus struggling in a sea of
grief, pitiless Kaikeyi spoke cruel words:
"King, if having promised the boons
you regret it and will be forsworn, what sort of king would you be and what right would
you have to speak of satya and dharma? How can you face other kings? Will
you shamelessly confess to them, 'Yes, Kaikeyi saved me from death and I gave her a
promise. Later, I was sorry I gave it and I broke it'? What else could you tell them? All
monarchs will shun you as a disgrace to their order! And common people will laugh in scorn
at their rulers and say, 'Kings break promises even when given to their queens. |