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Ayodhya Kaanda

63 - Kaikeyi enters the sulking-chamber

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kubarihi rāni prānapriya jānī. bāra bāra baḍai buddhi bakhānī..
 

tōhi sama hita na mōra saṃsārā. bahē jāta kai bhaisi adhārā..
  [2-22-1]

jauṃ bidhi puraba manōrathu kālī. karauṃ tōhi cakha pūtari ālī..
 

bahubidhi cērihi ādaru dēī. kōpabhavana gavani kaikēī..
  [2-22-2]

bipati bīju baraṣā ritu cērī. bhuiom bhai kumati kaikēī kērī..
 

pāi kapaṭa jalu aṃkura jāmā. bara dōu dala dukha phala parināmā..
  [2-22-3]

kōpa samāju sāji sabu sōī. rāju karata nija kumati bigōī..
 

rāura nagara kōlāhalu hōī. yaha kucāli kachu jāna na kōī..
  [2-22-4]


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Holding the humpback dear as life the queen applauded her uncommon shrewdness again and again. "I have no such friend as you in the whole world," she said. "You have served as a prop to one who was drifting along a stream. If God fulfils my heart's desire tomorrow, I will cherish you, my dear, as the apple of my eye." Thus lavishing every term of endearment on her maid-servant, Kaikeyi retired to the sulking-room. Discord was the seed and the servant-girl (Manthara) the rainy season; while the evil mind of Kaikeyi served as the soil. Fed by the water of wiliness the seed took root and sprouted with the two boons as its leaves and will eventually bear the fruit of adversity. Gathering about her every token of resentment, Kaikeyi lay down on the floor in the sulking-room; while enjoying sovereignty, she was betrayed by her wicked mind. There was a great flutter in the gynaeceum as well as in the city; nobody had any inkling of this evil design.

 
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