AYODHYA
The Earthly August Seat of Dharma

The name RAM is so sweet, so potent, so sonorous, so auspicious, so sacrosanct, so magnificent, so dignified, so short, so inspiring and so solacing that no parallel did exist in the past; nor there is any possibility of conceiving, coining, or coupling by anyone, say a poet or dramatist, lyricist or novelist, sage or seer, philosopher or pitadhipati, politician or educationist, critic or cynic, living in the world-Eastern or Western, Southern or Northern, higher or nether, and in any language or dialect; idiom or speech, for that matter. For proof, ask anyone-"Is there anyone living without knowing, or uttering, hearing or reading that enchanting name?" Effort courts a failure - total and eternal. Could any religious fanaticism, or sectarian dogmatism shun it, resent it, ridicule it, expel it, expunge it? Successfully and justifiably? 'No' is the right answer, it bumps out straightaway! Enquire any man Hindu, Christian, Muslim, Jew, Buddhist, Jain, Confucian etc., of his knowing, or hearing of it, the answer YES, startles you. It is so popular and universal that you can never get a negative at any tithe, or in any place.

This monosyllable magic word was uttered in high heaven first, and poet Valmiki, the Adikavi here down below, with suffixes and prefixes glorified, rather divinised it with such superb imagination and creative excellence, that none be it immortal too could ever improve upon, much less degrade it. 

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