"Are these two shoulders merely for beauty? This bow, these arrows and
this sword hanging on my side are they mere decorations? Or do you think they are
theatrical equipment put on for show? I await your orders. Give me the word and test my
Raama gently pacified Lakshmana's rage
which was flaming up into a conflagration. "As long as our parents are alive,"
said Raama, "it is our duty to obey them. I cannot dream of disobeying my father. It
is our prime duty to do his bidding and enable him to fulfil his pledge. What joy is there
in getting a kingship after insulting our parents and slaying Bharata, the embodiment of
And he wiped with his hand the tears from
Lakshmana's eyes. When Raama did this, Lakshmana grew calm. For the affectionate magic of
Rama's hand could work wonders.