यह सोपान ‘धर्म-राज्य’ से ‘धर्म-त्याग’ की ओर अंतर्मुख यात्रा है: समाज-उत्सव (राजतिलक) के बीच ईश्वर-लीला का उलटाव (वनगमन) दिखाकर तुलसी ‘अनुकूल-प्रतिकूल’ दोनों में राम-शरणागति का अभ्यास कराते हैं। यहाँ साधक के लिए मुख्य द्वार है—‘इच्छित सिद्धि’ के क्षण में भी वैराग्य, संयम, और भगवत्-प्रसाद-बुद्धि।
The rasa-centre of Ayodhyā Kāṇḍa is the twin current of Karuṇā (compassion born of separation) and Vairāgya-Śānta (dispassionate peace). Yet it opens with a powerful surge of Śṛṅgāra/utsava—coronation festivities, music, and the city’s rejoicing—so that the psychology of attachment may first rise to the surface. In this passage (Dohā 10–19), Tulasīdāsa first reveals Rāma’s inner dharma-crisis: remembrance of the brothers born and raised with Him, the tenderness of kinship, and the sense that “the elder’s anointing” would be unfitting in spirit. Then comes the ‘crooked’ politics of the gods—Rāma’s forest-exile itself is the work of the devas—making the divine purpose of the līlā unmistakable. After this, Mantharā enters like verbal poison: she turns the city’s auspicious joy into heart-burning, awakens the dormant ego and fear within Kaikeyī, and spins the intrigue of co-wife rivalry. The outward splendour of a dharma-kingdom becomes, for the sādhaka, a testing-ground: can the mind recognize deceit hidden inside sweet speech? The teaching at this step is viveka (discernment), vairāgya (detachment), and steadiness in Rāma’s prasāda (graceful acceptance of His will).
Chaupai 10.1-4
बरनि राम गुन सीलु सुभाऊ।बोले प्रेम पुलकि मुनिराऊ।।
भूप सजेउ अभिषेक समाजू।चाहत देन तुम्हहि जुबराजू।।
राम करहु सब संजम आजू।जौं बिधि कुसल निबाहै काजू।।
गुरु सिख देइ राय पहिं गयउ।राम हृदयँ अस बिसमउ भयऊ।।
जनमे एक संग सब भाई।भोजन सयन केलि लरिकाई।।
करनबेध उपबीत बिआहा।संग संग सब भए उछाहा।।
बिमल बंस यहु अनुचित एकू।बंधु बिहाइ बड़ेहि अभिषेकू।।
प्रभु सप्रेम पछितानि सुहाई।हरउ भगत मन कै कुटिलाई।।
barani rāma guna sīlu subhāū |bole prema pulaki munirāū ||
bhūpa sajeu abhiṣeka samājū |cāhata dena tumhahi jubarājū ||
rāma karahu saba saṁjama ājū |jauṁ bidhi kusala nibāhai kājū ||
guru sikha dei rāya pahiṁ gayau |rāma hṛdayã asa bisamau bhayaū ||
janame eka saṁga saba bhāī |bhojana sayana keli larikāī ||
karanabedha upabīta biāhā |saṁga saṁga saba bhae uchāhā ||
bimala baṁsa yahu anucita ekū |baṁdhu bihāi baṛehi abhiṣekū ||
prabhu saprema pachitāni suhāī |harau bhagata mana kai kuṭilāī ||
Having described Rama's virtues, his gentle nature and his temperament, the chief of sages spoke, thrilled with love. "The king has made ready the gathering for the anointing, and wishes to give you the office of crown prince." "Rama, observe every discipline of self-restraint today, so that Providence may bring the work to a happy conclusion." Having given this instruction, the guru went back to the king. In Rama's heart there arose such amazement: "All we brothers were born together; our eating, sleeping and play in childhood were together." "The piercing of our ears, the investiture with the sacred thread and the marriages, all these festivities took place together." "In this spotless line there is just one impropriety: that the eldest is anointed, leaving his brothers aside." The Lord's loving regret was most beautiful; may it remove the crookedness from the minds of his devotees.
Doha 10
तेहि अवसर आए लखन मगन प्रेम आनंद।सनमाने प्रिय बचन कहि रघुकुल कैरव चंद।।10।।
tehi avasara āe lakhana magana prema ānaṁda |sanamāne priya bacana kahi raghukula kairava caṁda ||10||
At that moment Lakshmana arrived, absorbed in love and joy, and Rama, the moon to the lily of the Raghu line, honored him with affectionate words.
Chaupai 11.1-4
बाजहिं बाजने बिबिध बिधाना।पुर प्रमोदु नहिं जाइ बखाना।।
भरत आगमनु सकल मनावहिं।आवहुँ बेगि नयन फलु पावहिं।।
हाट बाट घर गलीं अथाई।कहहिं परसपर लोग लोगाई।।
कालि लगन भलि केतिक बारा।पूजिहि बिधि अभिलाषु हमारा।।
कनक सिंघासन सीय समेता।बैठहिं रामु होइ चित चेता।।
सकल कहहिं कब होइहि काली।बिघन मनावहिं देव कुचाली।।
तिन्हहि सोहाइ न अवध बधावा।चोरहि चंदिनि राति न भावा।।
सारद बोलि बिनय सुर करहीं।बारहिं बार पाय लै परहीं।।
bājahiṁ bājane bibidha bidhānā |pura pramodu nahiṁ jāi bakhānā ||
bharata āgamanu sakala manāvahiṁ |āvahũ begi nayana phalu pāvahiṁ ||
hāṭa bāṭa ghara galīṁ athāī |kahahiṁ parasapara loga logāī ||
kāli lagana bhali ketika bārā |pūjihi bidhi abhilāṣu hamārā ||
kanaka siṁghāsana sīya sametā |baiṭhahiṁ rāmu hoi cita cetā ||
sakala kahahiṁ kaba hoihi kālī |bighana manāvahiṁ deva kucālī ||
tinhahi sohāi na avadha badhāvā |corahi caṁdini rāti na bhāvā ||
sārada boli binaya sura karahīṁ |bārahiṁ bāra pāya lai parahīṁ ||
Instruments of every kind were sounding, and the joy of the city could not be described. All prayed for Bharata's coming: "Let him come quickly, and let his eyes too gain their reward." In the markets, on the roads, in the houses, in the lanes and at the meeting places, men and women said to one another: "Tomorrow is the auspicious hour. How long will it be before Brahma fulfils our desire?" "Rama will sit on the golden throne together with Sita, and our hearts will be at peace." All were saying, "When will tomorrow come?" But the gods, of ill intent, prayed that obstacles might arise. The rejoicing of Ayodhya did not please them, just as a moonlit night does not please a thief. The gods summoned Sarasvati and made humble entreaty, and again and again they fell at her feet.
Doha 11
बिपति हमारि बिलोकि बड़ि मातु करिअ सोइ आजु।रामु जाहिं बन राजु तजि होइ सकल सुरकाजु।।11।।
bipati hamāri biloki baṛi mātu karia soi āju |rāmu jāhiṁ bana rāju taji hoi sakala surakāju ||11||
"Mother, seeing our great distress, do that today by which Rama may leave the kingdom and go to the forest, and the whole purpose of the gods may be accomplished."
Chaupai 12.1-4
सुनि सुर बिनय ठाढ़ि पछिताती।भइउँ सरोज बिपिन हिमराती।।
देखि देव पुनि कहहिं निहोरी।मातु तोहि नहिं थोरिउ खोरी।।
बिसमय हरष रहित रघुराऊ।तुम्ह जानहु सब राम प्रभाऊ।।
जीव करम बस सुख दुख भागी।जाइअ अवध देव हित लागी।।
बार बार गहि चरन सँकोचौ।चली बिचारि बिबुध मति पोची।।
ऊँच निवासु नीचि करतूती।देखि न सकहिं पराइ बिभूती।।
आगिल काजु बिचारि बहोरी।करहहिं चाह कुसल कबि मोरी।।
हरषि हृदयँ दसरथ पुर आई।जनु ग्रह दसा दुसह दुखदाई।।
suni sura binaya ṭhāṛhi pachitātī |bhaiũ saroja bipina himarātī ||
dekhi deva puni kahahiṁ nihorī |mātu tohi nahiṁ thoriu khorī ||
bisamaya haraṣa rahita raghurāū |tumha jānahu saba rāma prabhāū ||
jīva karama basa sukha dukha bhāgī |jāia avadha deva hita lāgī ||
bāra bāra gahi carana sãkocau |calī bicāri bibudha mati pocī ||
ū̃ca nivāsu nīci karatūtī |dekhi na sakahiṁ parāi bibhūtī ||
āgila kāju bicāri bahorī |karahahiṁ cāha kusala kabi morī ||
haraṣi hṛdayã dasaratha pura āī |janu graha dasā dusaha dukhadāī ||
Hearing the prayer of the gods, Sarasvati stood regretful, thinking, "I have become like a winter night to a bed of lotuses." Seeing her hesitate, the gods pleaded with her again: "Mother, you will bear not the least blame. The King of the Raghus is free from sorrow and from joy, and you know all the power of Rama. Every living creature is bound by its deeds and shares in pleasure and pain. Go to Ayodhya for the good of the gods." Again and again they clasped her feet and pressed her with their entreaties, and she went, reflecting that the gods are base of mind. "Their dwelling is high, but their deeds are low; they cannot bear to see another's prosperity. Then, reflecting on the task ahead, she thought that clever poets would wish to do my bidding." With a glad heart she came to the city of Dasharatha, like some planetary conjunction, unbearable and giving pain.
Doha 12
नामु मंथरा मंदमति चेरी कैकेइ केरि।अजस पेटारी ताहि करि गई गिरा मति फेरि।।12।।
nāmu maṁtharā maṁdamati cerī kaikei keri |ajasa peṭārī tāhi kari gaī girā mati pheri ||12||
Her name was Manthara, a dull-witted maidservant of Kaikeyi. Sarasvati, the goddess of speech, turned her mind and made her a casket of ill repute, and then went her way.
Chaupai 13.1-4
दीख मंथरा नगरु बनावा।मंजुल मंगल बाज बधावा।।
पूछेसि लोगन्ह काह उछाहू।राम तिलकु सुनि भा उर दाहू।।
करइ बिचारु कुबुद्धि कुजाती।होइ अकाजु कवनि बिधि राती।।
देखि लागि मधु कुटिल किराती।जिमि गवँ तकइ लेउँ केहि भाँती।।
भरत मातु पहिं गइ बिलखानी।का अनमनि हसि कह हँसि रानी।।
ऊतरु देइ न लेइ उसासू।नारि चरित करि ढारइ आँसू।।
हँसि कह रानि गालु बड़ तोरें।दीन्ह लखन सिख अस मन मोरें।।
तबहुँ न बोल चेरि बड़ि पापिनि।छाड़इ स्वास कारि जनु साँपिनि।।
dīkha maṁtharā nagaru banāvā |maṁjula maṁgala bāja badhāvā ||
pūchesi loganha kāha uchāhū |rāma tilaku suni bhā ura dāhū ||
karai bicāru kubuddhi kujātī |hoi akāju kavani bidhi rātī ||
dekhi lāgi madhu kuṭila kirātī |jimi gavã takai leũ kehi bhā̃tī ||
bharata mātu pahiṁ gai bilakhānī |kā anamani hasi kaha hãsi rānī ||
ūtaru dei na lei usāsū |nāri carita kari ḍhārai ā̃sū ||
hãsi kaha rāni gālu baṛa toreṁ |dīnha lakhana sikha asa mana moreṁ ||
tabahũ na bola ceri baṛi pāpini |chāṛai svāsa kāri janu sā̃pini ||
Manthara saw the city adorned, with lovely auspicious music and songs of rejoicing sounding on every side. She asked the people what the celebration was for, and when she heard that Rama was to be anointed, her heart burned within her. That evil-minded, low-born woman began to scheme how, before the night was out, the whole thing might be ruined. She was like a crafty Kirata woman who has spied a honeycomb hanging on a tree, and looks for a chance, thinking how she may get hold of it. She went, wailing, to Bharata's mother. The queen smiled and said, "Why are you so troubled?" Manthara gave no answer, but only drew long sighs, and with the wiles of a woman let her tears fall. The queen said, laughing: "You have a very sharp tongue. I think Lakshmana has taught you a lesson." Even then the wicked maidservant said nothing, but breathed out sighs like a black she-serpent.
Doha 13
सभय रानि कह कहसि किन कुसल रामु महिपालु।लखनु भरतु रिपुदमनु सुनि भा कुबरी उर सालु।।13।।
sabhaya rāni kaha kahasi kina kusala rāmu mahipālu |lakhanu bharatu ripudamanu suni bhā kubarī ura sālu ||13||
The queen, in fear, said, "Why do you not tell me: are Rama and the king well? And Lakshmana, Bharata and Shatrughna?" Hearing this, a pang pierced the heart of the hunchback.
Chaupai 14.1-4
कत सिख देइ हमहि कोउ माई।गालु करब केहि कर बलु पाई।।
रामहि छाड़ि कुसल केहि आजू।जेहि जनेसु देइ जुबराजू।।
भयउ कौसिलहि बिधि अति दाहिन।देखत गरब रहत उर नाहिन।।
देखेहु कस न जाइ सब सोभा।जो अवलोकि मोर मनु छोभा।।
पूतु बिदेस न सोचु तुम्हारें।जानति हहु बस नाहु हमारें।।
नीद बहुत प्रिय सेज तुराई।लखहु न भूप कपट चतुराई।।
सुनि प्रिय बचन मलिन मनु जानी।झुकी रानि अब रहु अरगानी।।
पुनि अस कबहुँ कहसि घरफोरी।तब धरि जीभ कढ़ावउँ तोरी।।
kata sikha dei hamahi kou māī |gālu karaba kehi kara balu pāī ||
rāmahi chāṛi kusala kehi ājū |jehi janesu dei jubarājū ||
bhayau kausilahi bidhi ati dāhina |dekhata garaba rahata ura nāhina ||
dekhehu kasa na jāi saba sobhā |jo avaloki mora manu chobhā ||
pūtu bidesa na socu tumhāreṁ |jānati hahu basa nāhu hamāreṁ ||
nīda bahuta priya seja turāī |lakhahu na bhūpa kapaṭa caturāī ||
suni priya bacana malina manu jānī |jhukī rāni aba rahu aragānī ||
puni asa kabahũ kahasi gharaphorī |taba dhari jībha kaṛhāvaũ torī ||
Why should anyone give me advice, mother? Relying on whose strength would I pick a quarrel? Who is well today, except Rama, whom the king is making crown prince? Fate has become very favorable to Kausalya; seeing her, no pride is left in anyone's heart. Why do you not go and see all the splendor, at the sight of which my mind is troubled? Your son is in a foreign land and you feel no anxiety; you think that your husband is under your sway. You love sleep greatly, and your bed and quilt; you do not see the king's deceit and cunning. Hearing these words, which seemed kind, but knowing her mind to be foul, the queen rebuked her: "Be quiet now, you chatterer." "If you ever speak like this again, you home-wrecker, I will have your tongue seized and pulled out."
Doha 14
काने खोरे कूबरे कुटिल कुचाली जानि।तिय बिसेषि पुनि चेरि कहि भरतमातु मुसुकानि।।14।।
kāne khore kūbare kuṭila kucālī jāni |tiya biseṣi puni ceri kahi bharatamātu musukāni ||14||
Knowing that the one-eyed, the lame and the hunchbacked are crooked and ill-behaved, and all the more so a woman, and more still a serving-maid, Bharata's mother smiled and spoke.
Chaupai 15.1-4
प्रियबादिनि सिख दीन्हिउँ तोही।सपनेहुँ तो पर कोपु न मोही।।
सुदिनु सुमंगल दायकु सोई।तोर कहा फुर जेहि दिन होई।।
जेठ स्वामि सेवक लघु भाई।यह दिनकर कुल रीति सुहाई।।
राम तिलकु जौं साँचेहुँ काली।देउँ मागु मन भावत आली।।
कौसल्या सम सब महतारी।रामहि सहज सुभायँ पिआरी।।
मो पर करहिं सनेहु बिसेषी।मैं करि प्रीति परीछा देखी।।
जौं बिधि जनमु देइ करि छोहू।होहुँ राम सिय पूत पुतोहू।।
प्रान तें अधिक रामु प्रिय मोरें।तिन्ह कें तिलक छोभु कस तोरें।।
priyabādini sikha dīnhiũ tohī |sapanehũ to para kopu na mohī ||
sudinu sumaṁgala dāyaku soī |tora kahā phura jehi dina hoī ||
jeṭha svāmi sevaka laghu bhāī |yaha dinakara kula rīti suhāī ||
rāma tilaku jauṁ sā̃cehũ kālī |deũ māgu mana bhāvata ālī ||
kausalyā sama saba mahatārī |rāmahi sahaja subhāyã piārī ||
mo para karahiṁ sanehu biseṣī |maiṁ kari prīti parīchā dekhī ||
jauṁ bidhi janamu dei kari chohū |hohũ rāma siya pūta putohū ||
prāna teṁ adhika rāmu priya moreṁ |tinha keṁ tilaka chobhu kasa toreṁ ||
You who speak so sweetly, I have given you this counsel; not even in a dream do I feel anger against you. That is the fairest and most auspicious of days, the day on which what you say proves true. That the eldest is master and the younger brothers servants is the lovely custom of the house of the Sun. If Rama's anointing is truly to be tomorrow, then ask of me, dear friend, whatever pleases your heart, and I will give it. All the mothers are alike to Rama, as Kausalya is, and he loves them all with a natural, spontaneous affection. Toward me he shows especial tenderness; I have seen and tested his love. If the Creator in his kindness grants me another birth, may Rama and Sita be my son and daughter-in-law. Rama is dearer to me than my life; why then should his anointing cause you such distress?
Doha 15
भरत सपथ तोहि सत्य कहु परिहरि कपट दुराउ।हरष समय बिसमउ करसि कारन मोहि सुनाउ।।15।।
bharata sapatha tohi satya kahu parihari kapaṭa durāu |haraṣa samaya bisamau karasi kārana mohi sunāu ||15||
I swear by Bharata: tell me the truth, giving up all deceit and concealment. At a time of joy you are grieving; tell me the reason.
Chaupai 16.1-4
एकहिं बार आस सब पूजी।अब कछु कहब जीभ करि दूजी।।
फोरै जोगु कपारु अभागा।भलेउ कहत दुख रउरेहि लागा।।
कहहिं झूठि फुरि बात बनाई।ते प्रिय तुम्हहि करुइ मैं माई।।
हमहुँ कहबि अब ठकुरसोहाती।नाहिं त मौन रहब दिनु राती।।
करि कुरूप बिधि परबस कीन्हा।बवा सो लुनिअ लहिअ जो दीन्हा।।
कोउ नृप होउ हमहि का हानी।चेरि छाड़ि अब होब कि रानी।।
जारै जोगु सुभाउ हमारा।अनभल देखि न जाइ तुम्हारा।।
तातें कछुक बात अनुसारी।छमिअ देबि बड़ि चूक हमारी।।
ekahiṁ bāra āsa saba pūjī |aba kachu kahaba jībha kari dūjī ||
phorai jogu kapāru abhāgā |bhaleu kahata dukha raurehi lāgā ||
kahahiṁ jhūṭhi phuri bāta banāī |te priya tumhahi karui maiṁ māī ||
hamahũ kahabi aba ṭhakurasohātī |nāhiṁ ta mauna rahaba dinu rātī ||
kari kurūpa bidhi parabasa kīnhā |bavā so lunia lahia jo dīnhā ||
kou nṛpa hou hamahi kā hānī |ceri chāṛi aba hoba ki rānī ||
jārai jogu subhāu hamārā |anabhala dekhi na jāi tumhārā ||
tāteṁ kachuka bāta anusārī |chamia debi baṛi cūka hamārī ||
All my hopes were fulfilled at one stroke. Now if I speak again, it will be with a second tongue. My unlucky head deserves to be smashed, for even when I speak what is good, it is you who take offence. Those who invent falsehoods and pass them off as truth are dear to you, mother, and I am bitter to you. From now on I too will speak only flattery to please the master, or else I will keep silent day and night. Fate made me deformed and left me dependent on others; one reaps only what one has sown, what one was given. Let anyone be king, what loss is it to me? Shall I become a queen by leaving off being a maidservant? My nature deserves to be burned. I cannot bear to see any harm come to you. Therefore I spoke a little of what was fitting. Forgive me, lady; my fault is great.
Doha 16
गूढ़ कपट प्रिय बचन सुनि तीय अधरबुधि रानि।सुरमाया बस बैरिनिहि सुह्द जानि पतिआनि।।16।।
gūṛha kapaṭa priya bacana suni tīya adharabudhi rāni |suramāyā basa bairinihi suhda jāni patiāni ||16||
Hearing these affectionate words, so deep with hidden guile, the queen, a woman of weak and shallow mind, fell under the spell of the gods' illusion, took her enemy for a true friend, and trusted her.
Chaupai 17.1-4
सादर पुनि पुनि पूँछति ओही।सबरी गान मृगी जनु मोही।।
तसि मति फिरी अहइ जसि भाबी।रहसी चेरि घात जनु फाबी।।
तुम्ह पूँछहु मैं कहत डेराऊँ।धरेउ मोर घरफोरी नाऊँ।।
सजि प्रतीति बहुबिधि गढ़ि छोली।अवध साढ़साती तब बोली।।
प्रिय सिय रामु कहा तुम्ह रानी।रामहि तुम्ह प्रिय सो फुरि बानी।।
रहा प्रथम अब ते दिन बीते।समउ फिरें रिपु होहिं पिंरीते।।
भानु कमल कुल पोषनिहारा।बिनु जल जारि करइ सोइ छारा।।
जरि तुम्हारि चह सवति उखारी।रूँधहु करि उपाउ बर बारी।।
sādara puni puni pū̃chati ohī |sabarī gāna mṛgī janu mohī ||
tasi mati phirī ahai jasi bhābī |rahasī ceri ghāta janu phābī ||
tumha pū̃chahu maiṁ kahata ḍerāū̃ |dhareu mora gharaphorī nāū̃ ||
saji pratīti bahubidhi gaṛhi cholī |avadha sāṛhasātī taba bolī ||
priya siya rāmu kahā tumha rānī |rāmahi tumha priya so phuri bānī ||
rahā prathama aba te dina bīte |samau phireṁ ripu hohiṁ piṁrīte ||
bhānu kamala kula poṣanihārā |binu jala jāri karai soi chārā ||
jari tumhāri caha savati ukhārī |rū̃dhahu kari upāu bara bārī ||
Again and again she asked her respectfully, like a doe bewitched by the song of a huntress. Kaikeyi's mind had turned just as fate would have it, and the maidservant rejoiced, as though her stroke had struck home. "You ask, but I am afraid to speak, for I have already been given the name of home-wrecker." Having prepared her assurances and shaped and polished her words in many ways, the ill-starred Saturn of Ayodhya spoke. "O queen, you have said that Sita and Rama are dear to you, and it is true that Rama is dear to you." "That was so at first; those days have now passed. When the times turn, even loved ones become enemies." "The sun is the nourisher of the lotus family, but if there is no water, that same sun burns it to ashes." "Your rival wife wishes to tear up your roots and burn them. Take some measure and fence in your fine garden."
Doha 17
तुम्हहि न सोचु सोहाग बल निज बस जानहु राउ।मन मलीन मुह मीठ नृप राउर सरल सुभाउ।।17।।
tumhahi na socu sohāga bala nija basa jānahu rāu |mana malīna muha mīṭha nṛpa rāura sarala subhāu ||17||
You feel no worry, trusting in the strength of your husband's love and thinking the king wholly under your control. But the king is foul of mind and sweet only of mouth, while your own nature is simple and guileless.
Chaupai 18.1-4
चतुर गँभीर राम महतारी।बीचु पाइ निज बात सँवारी।।
पठए भरतु भूप ननिअउरें।राम मातु मत जानव रउरें।।
सेवहिं सकल सवति मोहि नीकें।गरबित भरत मातु बल पी कें।।
सालु तुम्हार कौसिलहि माई।कपट चतुर नहिं होइ जनाई।।
राजहि तुम्ह पर प्रेमु बिसेषी।सवति सुभाउ सकइ नहिं देखी।।
रची प्रंपचु भूपहि अपनाई।राम तिलक हित लगन धराई।।
यह कुल उचित राम कहुँ टीका।सबहि सोहाइ मोहि सुठि नीका।।
आगिलि बात समुझि डरु मोही।देउ दैउ फिरि सो फलु ओही।।
catura gãbhīra rāma mahatārī |bīcu pāi nija bāta sãvārī ||
paṭhae bharatu bhūpa naniaureṁ |rāma mātu mata jānava raureṁ ||
sevahiṁ sakala savati mohi nīkeṁ |garabita bharata mātu bala pī keṁ ||
sālu tumhāra kausilahi māī |kapaṭa catura nahiṁ hoi janāī ||
rājahi tumha para premu biseṣī |savati subhāu sakai nahiṁ dekhī ||
racī praṁpacu bhūpahi apanāī |rāma tilaka hita lagana dharāī ||
yaha kula ucita rāma kahũ ṭīkā |sabahi sohāi mohi suṭhi nīkā ||
āgili bāta samujhi ḍaru mohī |deu daiu phiri so phalu ohī ||
Rama's mother is clever and deep. Finding her opportunity, she has set her own affairs in order. The king sent Bharata to his maternal grandfather's house; know that this was by the counsel of Rama's mother. "All the co-wives serve me well," she said; "only Bharata's mother is proud, relying on the strength of her husband." You, mother, are a thorn in Kausalya's side. But she is skilled in guile, and so she does not let it be known. The king has a special love for you, and by the nature of a rival wife she cannot bear to see it. She contrived a scheme, won the king over, and had a day fixed for Rama's anointing. This anointing of Rama is fitting for our house; it pleases everyone, and to me it seems very good. But when I think of what lies ahead, I am afraid. May God turn the fruit of it back upon her own head.
Doha 18
रचि पचि कोटिक कुटिलपन कीन्हेसि कपट प्रबोधु।कहिसि कथा सत सवति कै जेहि बिधि बाढ़ बिरोधु।।18।।
raci paci koṭika kuṭilapana kīnhesi kapaṭa prabodhu |kahisi kathā sata savati kai jehi bidhi bāṛha birodhu ||18||
Scheming and plotting with crooked arts by the million, she gave Kaikeyi her deceitful counsel, and told hundreds of tales about co-wives, in such a way that Kaikeyi's hostility would grow.
Chaupai 19.1-4
भावी बस प्रतीति उर आई।पूँछ रानि पुनि सपथ देवाई।।
का पूछहुँ तुम्ह अबहुँ न जाना।निज हित अनहित पसु पहिचाना।।
भयउ पाखु दिन सजत समाजू।तुम्ह पाई सुधि मोहि सन आजू।।
खाइअ पहिरिअ राज तुम्हारें।सत्य कहें नहिं दोषु हमारें।।
जौं असत्य कछु कहब बनाई।तौ बिधि देइहि हमहि सजाई।।
रामहि तिलक कालि जौं भयऊ।तुम्ह कहुँ बिपति बीजु बिधि बयऊ।।
रेख खँचाइ कहउँ बलु भाषी।भामिनि भइहु दूध कइ माखी।।
जौं सुत सहित करहु सेवकाई।तौ घर रहहु न आन उपाई।।
bhāvī basa pratīti ura āī |pū̃cha rāni puni sapatha devāī ||
kā pūchahũ tumha abahũ na jānā |nija hita anahita pasu pahicānā ||
bhayau pākhu dina sajata samājū |tumha pāī sudhi mohi sana ājū ||
khāia pahiria rāja tumhāreṁ |satya kaheṁ nahiṁ doṣu hamāreṁ ||
jauṁ asatya kachu kahaba banāī |tau bidhi deihi hamahi sajāī ||
rāmahi tilaka kāli jauṁ bhayaū |tumha kahũ bipati bīju bidhi bayaū ||
rekha khãcāi kahaũ balu bhāṣī |bhāmini bhaihu dūdha kai mākhī ||
jauṁ suta sahita karahu sevakāī |tau ghara rahahu na āna upāī ||
Overcome by fate, the queen came to believe her at heart, and made her swear an oath, and asked her again to tell all. "What more do you ask me? Even now you have not understood. Even the beasts know what is for their good and what is against it. For a fortnight now the preparations have been going on, and only today have you had the news from me. I eat and dress by your rule; there is no fault in me if I speak the truth. If I should make up and tell any falsehood, then may God give me the punishment for it. If Rama is anointed tomorrow, know that Fate has sown the seed of calamity for you. I draw a line on the ground and say it with full force: lady, you will become like a fly in the milk. If you and your son agree to live as servants, then you may stay in this house; there is no other way."
Doha 19
कद्रूँ बिनतहि दीन्ह दुखु तुम्हहि कौसिलाँ देब।भरतु बंदिगृह सेइहहिं लखनु राम के नेब।।19।।
kadrū̃ binatahi dīnha dukhu tumhahi kausilā̃ deba |bharatu baṁdigṛha seihahiṁ lakhanu rāma ke neba ||19||
As Kadru gave Vinata sorrow, so Kausalya will give you sorrow. Bharata will serve in prison, and Lakshmana will be Rama's attendant.
परंपरागत मान्यता में अयोध्या काण्ड के इन प्रसंगों का पाठ ‘विवेक-जागरण’ कराता है: मंथरा-कपट और देव-प्रपंच के बीच भी राम-धर्म की स्मृति दृढ़ होती है, गृहस्थ-जीवन में ईर्ष्या/भय से बचने की बुद्धि मिलती है, और ‘प्रसाद-बुद्धि’ (जो हो, राम-इच्छा) का संस्कार बढ़ता है।
सामान्य सत्संग-परंपरा में ‘श्रीराम जय राम जय जय राम’ या ‘राम राम’ नाम-स्मरण को संपुट रूप में रखा जाता है; कुछ परंपराएँ संकट-निवारण हेतु ‘रामचरितमानस’ के प्रसंग-पाठ के साथ ‘हनुमान चालीसा’/‘राम रक्षा स्तोत्र’ जोड़ती हैं, पर यह स्थानीय आचार पर निर्भर है।
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