Sri Rama Charita Manasa - Shri Sita Ram Foundation, USA

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At eventide the king joyously visited Kaikey∂ís palace; it looked as if love incarnate
had called on harshness personified. (24)
øı0ó∑§Ù¬÷flŸ ‚ÈÁŸ ‚∑ȧøapple©U ⁄UÊ – ÷ÿ ’‚ •ª„ÈU«∏U ¬⁄Uß Ÿ ¬Ê§H
‚È⁄U¬Áà ’‚ß ’Ê„U°’‹ ¡Ê∑apple¥§ – Ÿ⁄U¬Áà ‚∑§‹ ⁄U„U®„U L§π ÃÊ∑apple¥§H 1H
‚Ù ‚ÈÁŸ ÁÃÿ Á⁄U‚ ªÿ©U ‚ÈπÊ߸ – Œappleπ„ÈU ∑§Ê◊ ¬˝Ãʬ ’«∏UÊ߸H
‚Í‹ ∑ȧÁ‹‚ •Á‚ •°ªflÁŸ„UÊ⁄appleU – Ãapple ⁄UÁßÊÕ ‚È◊Ÿ ‚⁄U ◊Ê⁄appleUH 2H
‚÷ÿ Ÿ⁄appleU‚È Á¬˝ÿÊ ¬®„U ªÿ§ – ŒappleÁπ Œ‚Ê ŒÈπÈ ŒÊL§Ÿ ÷ÿ§H
÷ÍÁ◊ ‚ÿŸ ¬≈ÈU ◊Ù≈U ¬È⁄UÊŸÊ – ÁŒ∞ «UÊÁ⁄U ß ÷Í·Ÿ ŸÊŸÊH 3H
∑ȧ◊ÁÃÁ„U ∑§Á‚ ∑ȧ’apple·ÃÊ »§Ê’Ë – •Ÿ •Á„UflÊÃÈ ‚Íø ¡ŸÈ ÷Ê’ËH
¡Êß ÁŸ∑§≈U ŸÎ¬È ∑§„U ◊ÎŒÈ ’ÊŸË – ¬˝ÊŸÁ¬˝ÿÊ ∑apple§Á„U „appleUÃÈ Á⁄U‚ÊŸËH 4H
Cau.: kopabhavana suni sakuceu råµu, bhaya basa agahuRa parai na påµu.
surapati basai båha° bala jåke°, narapati sakala rahahiÚ rukha tåke° .1.
so suni tiya risa gayau sukhå∂, dekhahu kåma pratåpa baRå∂.
sµula kulisa asi a°gavanihåre, te ratinåtha sumana sara måre.2.
sabhaya naresu priyå pahiÚ gayaµu, dekhi daså dukhu dåruna bhayaµu.
bhµumi sayana pa¢u mo¢a purånå, die Œåri tana bhµuana nånå.3.
kumatihi kasi kubeatå phåb∂, ana ahivåtu sµuca janu bhåb∂.
jåi nika¢a næpu kaha mædu bån∂, prånapriyå kehi hetu risån∂.4.
The king was taken aback when he heard of the sulking-room. His feet refused
to advance on account of fear. He under whose powerful arm the lord of celestials
dwelt secure and whose goodwill was even sought by all rulers of men was stunned
at the news of his wifeís anger: look at the mighty power of sexual love. Even those
who have endured the blows of a spear, thunderbolt or sword have been overcome
with the flowery shafts of Ratiís lord (the god of Love). The king timidly approached his
beloved queen and was terribly distressed to perceive her condition. She was lying on
the floor in old and coarse attire having cast away all the ornaments of her person. Her
wretched garb so eminently befitted her, prognosticating as it were her impending
widowhood. Drawing close to her the king asked in soft accents, ìWhy are you angry,
my soulís delight?î (1ó4)
¿¢U0ó∑apple§Á„U „appleUÃÈ ⁄UÊÁŸ Á⁄U‚ÊÁŸ ¬⁄U‚à ¬ÊÁŸ ¬ÁÃÁ„U ŸappleflÊ⁄U߸–
◊ÊŸ„È°U ‚⁄UÙ· ÷È•¢ª ÷ÊÁ◊ÁŸ Á’·◊ ÷Ê°Áà ÁŸ„UÊ⁄U߸H
ŒÙ©U ’Ê‚ŸÊ ⁄U‚ŸÊ Œ‚Ÿ ’⁄U ◊⁄U◊ ∆UÊ„UL§ Œappleπ߸–.
ÃÈ‹‚Ë ŸÎ¬Áà ÷flÃéÿÃÊ ’‚ ∑§Ê◊ ∑§ıÃÈ∑§ ‹appleπ߸H
Cha≈.:kehi hetu råni risåni parasata påni patihi nevåra∂,
månahu° saroa bhua≈ga bhåmini biama bhå°ti nihåra∂.
dou båsanå rasanå dasana bara marama ¢håharu dekha∂,
tulas∂ næpati bhavatabyatå basa kåma kautuka lekha∂.
As the king touched her with his hand saying ìWhy are you angry, my queen?î
Kaikey∂ threw it aside and flashed upon him a furious glance like an enraged serpent with