Lakshmana

Hearing in the forest a cry of distress that sounded like her husband’s voice, Sītā said to Lakṣmaṇa, “Go—find out what has happened to Rāghava (Rāma).”

Seeing it and growing suspicious, Lakṣmaṇa said to Rāma: “I believe this very deer is none other than the rākṣasa Mārīca.”

Hearing those words as he was speaking, the illustrious Rama—his face bright with delight—addressed his brother Lakshmana, who was standing close by.

Having washed your lotus feet, I will take you aboard the boat, and I ask no fare for the crossing, my Lord. O Rama, I swear by you and by Dasharatha, and I tell you the whole truth. Let Lakshmana shoot me with his arrows if he will, but…

You wane and wax, and you give pain to women parted from their beloveds; Rahu seizes and devours you when he finds your hour of weakness. You bring sorrow to the chakwa birds and are an enemy of the lotus. O moon, you have many faults. To…

Rama said: "Lord, the one who broke Shiva's bow must be some servant of yours. What is your command? Why do you not tell me?" Hearing this, the irascible sage flew into a rage and spoke. "A servant is one who does service. But one who does…

Just as the sacred tīrtha of Puṣkara was indeed established by Rāma, so too—formerly—Rāma (departed) from Citrakūṭa together with Maithilī (Sītā) and Lakṣmaṇa.

The doorkeeper said this: “They are bringing Lakṣmaṇa to you.” Then he went to Lakṣmaṇa’s residence and conveyed these words.

Śeṣa said: Then Lakṣmaṇa, having disembarked from the boat and (having crossed) the Jāhnavī (Gaṅgā), took Jānakī by the hand on the far bank and went into the forest.

Sūta said: There, Rāma, son of Daśaratha—consecrated for life in the forest—was wandering upon the earth, accompanied by Sītā and Lakṣmaṇa.

When that sage Durvāsā had departed from that place, Lakṣmaṇa took up a sword and spoke to Lord Rāma.

Formerly, Rāma came from Citrakūṭa, accompanied by Maithilī (Sītā) and Lakṣmaṇa, and questioned the best of sages.