Even in this cold weather poor Bharata no doubt eats sparingly and sleeps on the
bare floor. This cold morning he too is probably walking towards the Sarayu. How fortunate
we are to have such a noble brother! Pure in mind and speech and conduct, renouncing all
pleasures, he lives a life of austerity for our sake. He is exactly like our dear father
and quite the opposite of his mother. How could so cruel a woman as Kaikeyi bear so good a
son?"
Raama stopped him, saying, "Talk as
much as you like of Bharata and our father, but stop condemning Kaikeyi. Ail that you say
of Bharata is true and my thoughts too to-day go to him in love. How long yet to see him
again? When shall we have that pleasure, Lakshmana? When shall we four brothers live
together again? Bharata's loving words are still sweetly ringing in my ears."
Thus thinking longingly of home and Bharata they bathed in
the Godaavari on that early winter morning. |
