Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa · Sarga 7.48
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7.48.1
लक्ष्मणस्य वचः श्रुत्वा दारुणं जनकात्मजा ।
परं विषादमागम्य वैदेही निपपात ह ॥ ७.४८.१ ॥
Hearing Lakṣmaṇa's harsh words, Janaka's daughter Vaidehī was plunged into great despair and fell to the ground.
7.48.2
सा मुहूर्तमिवासञ्ज्ञा बाष्पपर्याकुलेक्षणा ।
लक्ष्मणं दीनया वाचा उवाच जनकात्मजा ॥ ७.४८.२ ॥
For a moment she seemed almost unconscious; with eyes clouded by tears, Janaka's daughter spoke to Lakṣmaṇa in a piteous voice.
7.48.3
मामिकेयं तनुर्नूनं सृष्टा दुःखाय लक्ष्मण ।
धात्रा यस्यास्तथा मे ऽद्य दुःखमूर्तिः प्रदृश्यते ॥ ७.४८.३ ॥
Lakṣmaṇa, surely this body of mine was created for suffering, since today it appears as the very embodiment of sorrow.
7.48.4
किं नु पापं कृतं पूर्वं को वा दारैर्वियोजितः ।
या ऽहं शुद्धसमाचारा त्यक्ता नृपतिना सती ॥ ७.४८.४ ॥
What sin did I commit in a former life, or who has separated me from my husband, that I, a faithful wife of pure conduct, have been abandoned by the king?
7.48.5
पुरा ऽहमाश्रमे वासं रामपादानुवर्तिनी ।
अनुरुध्यापि सौमित्रे दुःखे च परिवर्तिनी ॥ ७.४८.५ ॥
Formerly I dwelt in the hermitage, following the feet of Rāma; now, O son of Sumitrā, I live on in this sorrow.
7.48.6
सा कथं ह्याश्रमे सौम्य वत्स्यामि विजनीकृता ।
आख्यास्यामि च कस्याहं दुःखं दुःखपरायणा ॥ ७.४८.६ ॥
Gentle one, how shall I dwell in the hermitage, left alone? Sunk in sorrow, to whom shall I tell my grief?
7.48.7
किं नु वक्ष्यामि मुनिषु कर्म वा सत्कृतं च किम् ।
कस्मिंश्चित् कारणे त्यक्ता राघवेण महात्मना ॥ ७.४८.७ ॥
What shall I say to the sages? What good deed did I do, or for what reason was I abandoned by the great-souled Rāghava?
7.48.8
न खल्वद्यैव सौमित्रे जीवितं जाह्नवीजले ।
त्यजेयं राजवंशस्तु भर्तुर्मे परिहास्यते ॥ ७.४८.८ ॥
O Saumitri, I shall not give up my life today in the waters of the Ganges, for then my husband's royal line would be abandoned.
7.48.9
यथाज्ञं कुरु सोमित्रे त्यज मां दुःखभागिनीम् ।
निदेशे स्थीयतां राज्ञः शृणु चेदं वचो मम ॥ ७.४८.९ ॥
O Saumitri, do as you are commanded and abandon me, who share in sorrow. Let the king's command stand; and listen to these words of mine.
7.48.10
श्वश्रूणामविशेषेण प्राञ्जलिप्रग्रहेण च ।
शिरसा ऽ ऽवन्द्य चरणौ कुशलं ब्रूहि पार्थिवम् ॥ ७.४८.१० ॥
Bow your head at the feet of all the mothers-in-law alike, with joined palms, and ask the king after his well-being.
7.48.11
शिरसा ऽभिनतो ब्रूयाः सर्वासामेव लक्ष्मण ।
वक्तव्यश्चापि नृपतिर्धर्मेषु सुसमाहितः ॥ ७.४८.११ ॥
O Lakṣmaṇa, bowing my head, you should say this to all of them; and it must also be said to the king, who stands firmly steadfast in dharma.
7.48.12
जानासि च यथा शुद्धा सीता तत्त्वेन राघव ।
भक्त्या च परया युक्ता हिता च तव नित्यशः ॥ ७.४८.१२ ॥
O Rāghava, you know in truth that Sītā is pure, endowed with supreme devotion, and always desirous of your welfare.
7.48.13
अहं त्यक्ता त्वया वीर अयशोभीरुणा जने ।
यच्च ते वचनीयं स्यादपवादसमुत्थितम् ।
मया च परिहर्तव्यं त्वं हि मे परमा गतिः ॥ ७.४८.१३ ॥
O hero, fearful of disgrace, you abandoned me before the people. What reproach might arise against you from slander, I must avert; for you are my supreme refuge.
7.48.14
वक्तव्यश्चेति नृपतिर्धमेण सुसमाहितः ।
यथा भ्रातृषु वर्तेथास्तथा पौरेषु नित्यदा ॥ ७.४८.१४ ॥
And the king, well-composed in dharma, should be told: as you behave toward your brothers, so always behave toward the citizens.
7.48.15
परमो ह्येष धर्मस्ते तस्मात्कीर्तिरनुत्तमा ॥ ७.४८.१५ ॥
This is indeed your supreme dharma; therefore your fame will be unsurpassed.
7.48.16
यत्तु पौरजनो राजन्धर्मेण समवाप्नुयात् ।
अहं तु नानुशोचामि स्वशरीरं नरर्षभ ॥ ७.४८.१६ ॥
What the people of the city may obtain through dharma, let them obtain it, O king. But I do not grieve for my own body, O bull among men.
7.48.17
यथापवादं पौराणां तथैव रघुनन्दन ।
पतिर्हि देवता नार्याः पतिर्बन्धुः पतिर्गुरुः ॥ ७.४८.१७ ॥
As is the slander of the citizens, so too, O delight of the Raghus: the husband is a woman's deity, the husband is her kinsman, the husband is her teacher.
7.48.18
प्राणैरपि प्रियं तस्माद्भर्तुः कार्यं विशेषतः ।
निरीक्ष्य मा ऽद्य गच्छ त्वमृतुकालातिवर्तिनीम् ॥ ७.४८.१८ ॥
Therefore, what is dear to the husband, even dearer than life, must especially be done. So, looking upon me today, whose season has passed, you should go.
7.48.19
एवं ब्रुवन्त्यां सीतायां लक्ष्मणो दीनचेतनः ।
शिरसा ऽ ऽवन्द्य धरणीं व्याहर्तुं न शशाक ह ॥ ७.४८.१९ ॥
As Sītā spoke thus, Lakṣmaṇa, with a grieved heart, bowed his head to the earth and was unable to speak.
7.48.20
प्रदक्षिणं च तां कृत्वा रुदन्नेव महास्वनः ।
ध्यात्वा मुहूर्तं तामाह किं मां वक्ष्यसि शोभने ॥ ७.४८.२० ॥
Circling her to the right and weeping loudly, he reflected for a moment and said, "O radiant one, what will you say to me?"
7.48.21
दृष्टपूर्वं न ते रूपं पादौ दृष्टौ तवानघे ।
कथमत्र हि पश्यामि रामेण रहितां वने ॥ ७.४८.२१ ॥
"O faultless one, I have never seen this form of yours before; I had seen only your feet. How do I see you here in the forest, separated from Rāma?"
7.48.22
इत्युक्त्वा तां नमस्कृत्य पुनर्नावमुपारुहत् ।
आरुह्य च पुनर्नावं नाविकं चाभ्यचोदयत् ॥ ७.४८.२२ ॥
Having spoken thus and bowed to her, Lakṣmaṇa again mounted the boat, and once aboard he urged the boatman on.
7.48.23
स गत्वा चोत्तरं तीरं शोकभारसमन्वितः ।
सम्मूढ इव दुःखेन रथमध्यारुहद्द्रुतम् ॥ ७.४८.२३ ॥
Burdened with the weight of sorrow, he reached the northern shore, and, as if bewildered by grief, swiftly mounted the chariot.
7.48.24
मुहुर्मुहुः परावृत्य दृष्ट्वा सीतामनाथवत् ।
चेष्टन्तीं परतीरस्थां लक्ष्मणः प्रययावथ ॥ ७.४८.२४ ॥
Again and again turning back, and seeing Sītā standing on the far bank, struggling like one without a protector, Lakṣmaṇa then went on.
7.48.25
दूरस्थं रथमालोक्य लक्ष्मणं च मुहूर्मुहुः ।
निरीक्षमाणां तूद्विग्नां सीतां शोकः समाविशत् ॥ ७.४८.२५ ॥
Seeing the chariot far off and Lakṣmaṇa again and again, Sītā, distressed and gazing, was overcome by grief.
7.48.26
सा दुःखभारावनता यशस्विनी यशोधना नाथमपश्यती सती ।
रुरोद सा बर्हिणनादिते वने महास्वनं दुःखपरायणा सती ॥ ७.४८.२६ ॥
Bowed under the burden of sorrow, renowned, her wealth her good name, not seeing her lord, the faithful Sītā wept aloud in the forest echoing with peacock cries, wholly given over to grief.