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Ayodhya Kaanda

73 - Sri Rama, Sita and Laksmana proceed to the woods and slip past the citizens buried in slumber

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taba sumaṃtra nṛpa bacana sunāē. kari binatī ratha rāmu caḍhaāē..
 

caḍhai ratha sīya sahita dōu bhāī. calē hṛdayaom avadhahi siru nāī..
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calata rāmu lakhi avadha anāthā. bikala lōga saba lāgē sāthā..
 

kṛpāsiṃdhu bahubidhi samujhāvahiṃ. phirahiṃ prēma basa puni phiri āvahiṃ..
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lāgati avadha bhayāvani bhārī. mānahu kālarāti aomdhiārī..
 

ghōra jaṃtu sama pura nara nārī. ḍarapahiṃ ēkahi ēka nihārī..
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ghara masāna parijana janu bhūtā. suta hita mīta manahu jamadūtā..
 

bāganha biṭapa bēli kumhilāhīṃ. sarita sarōvara dēkhi na jāhīṃ..
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Then Sumantra delivered to them the king's message and with humble submission persuaded Sri Rama to ascend the chariot. Having mounted the chariot Sita and the two brothers set out on their journey mentally bowing their head to Ayodhya. Finding Ayodhya masterless with the departure of Sri Rama all those who had assembled there followed in their wake with an agitated mind. Sri Rama remonstrated in many ways, an ocean of compassion that He was; and the crowd turned homewards. But dragged by the affection they bore for Him they came back and joined the party once more. Ayodhya presented a most dismal appearance as though it were the dark night of final dissolution of the universe. The men and women of the city looked like ghastly creatures and were frightened to see one another. Their houses appeared like so many crematories, their retainers like ghosts, and their sons, relations and friends like messengers of death. Trees and creepers in the gardens withered, while streams and ponds repelled the eyes

 
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