Ram Reads the Vow Hidden in Sita's Heart
Bala Kanda, Chaupai 256
Doha 259 · Movement 1 of 2
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Words remain sealed within Sita's lotus mouth like bees unable to emerge. Tears stay gathered at the corners of her eyes as carefully as a miser guards gold. Knowing her distress, she summons courage and faith.
Her vow is true in body, mind, and speech: her heart rests at Raghupati's lotus feet. Because the Lord dwells in every heart, he will make her the servant of the finest Raghu. True love must reach the beloved it seeks.
Sita looks upon Ram, and love settles through her whole being. Ram, treasure house of compassion, knows what no spoken plea has told him. He looks at Sita and then toward the enormous bow with the effortless regard Garuda gives a small serpent. Her hidden prayer has been heard by the indwelling Lord.
Ram receives Sita's unspoken prayer, then looks upon Shiva's bow as Garuda looks upon a serpent.
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All eight retained; Rama single temporal bow glance after looking at Sita.
Source reference and artistic choices
Gita Press code81 undated · PDF pages 252, 253 · printed pages 250, 251. Reader passage: bala-kanda-chaupai-256. Printed numbering may differ.
Source facts
- 1 Speech bees held in mouth lotus by night of modesty; simile not literal night.
- 2 Tears held eye corners like miser gold tightly held, no ledge.
- 3 Sita self-conscious/anxious steadies heart with faith.
- 4 IF her body mind words true vow, mind fixed on Rama lotus feet.
- 5 Lord all hearts will make her Rama servant; conditional not completed wedding.
- 6 True love between two brings union without doubt.
- 7 Sita gaze Rama with established love; compassionate Rama knows all.
- 8 Rama looks Sita then bow like Garuda at SMALL snake; no added pride or actual bird/snake event.
Artistic choices
- PASS one foreground Rama head two connected own arms two naturalhands own RIGHT chest own LEFT waist; brownOPENeyes RIGHTslightlyDOWN atcroppedbow closedneutral lips. Partialdecoratedgoldbrown bowsection supportsREDPLINTH RIGHT stillunbroken no touch. Soft unnamed assembly silhouettes no exact identity/head/limb census. Upperthigh crop no feet/gaitcertificate; single temporal bowlook not simultaneous Sita/bow gaze.
- Current brother artist identities distinguish Rama BLUEGREY and Lakshmana FAIRwarmtan: brown eyes black curls whiteUred forehead yellowfourcorner foldedfabric cap onepeacockfeather whitepinkbuds creampearls distinct GREENTULSIleafgarlands yellowgold drapes hoops creamarmstripes. Exact numerical age/material/ornament counts capwearingtime pose/gaze architecture are artist choices. Other participants outcrop not denied; soft crowd silhouettes no exact identity/head/limb/seat census. Full source retained; original variants/Hindi gaps unchanged.
- No personal bow/quiver visibly shown in these selected scenes; full gear absence is not source-certified, and no discarding event or renunciation is depicted. Rear drapes and off-frame equipment not inspected as a complete census.
- Bow remains partial artist crop; no full shape/string/size/material certificate. No literal night/bees/lotushead/bird/snake or completed conditional marriage. One temporal glance only, no static simultaneous dual gaze proof.
An imaginative interpretation, not a historical portrait or documentary evidence.
गिरा अलिनि मुख पंकज रोकी। प्रगट न लाज निसा अवलोकी।। लोचन जलु रह लोचन कोना। जैसे परम कृपन कर सोना।। सकुची ब्याकुलता बड़ि जानी। धरि धीरजु प्रतीति उर आनी।। तन मन बचन मोर पनु साचा। रघुपति पद सरोज चितु राचा।। तौ भगवानु सकल उर बासी। करिहिं मोहि रघुबर कै दासी।। जेहि कें जेहि पर सत्य सनेहू। सो तेहि मिलइ न कछु संहेहू।। प्रभु तन चितइ प्रेम तन ठाना। कृपानिधान राम सबु जाना।। सियहि बिलोकि तकेउ धनु कैसे। चितव गरुरु लघु ब्यालहि जैसे।।
Her words, like bees, stay sealed within the lotus of her mouth; they cannot emerge, for modesty has seen the night descend. Tears linger at the corners of her eyes, like gold hoarded in the fist of an utter miser. Recognizing the depth of her own bashful distress, she gathers courage and draws faith into her heart. My vow is true in body, mind, and speech. My heart is devoted to the lotus feet of Raghupati. Since the Lord dwells within every heart, He will surely make me the servant of the best of the Raghus. Whoever bears true love for another will surely meet that beloved. There is no doubt in this. Gazing upon the Lord's form, love takes root through her entire being. The compassionate Rama knows everything. Looking at Sita, He then glances at the bow in the way that Garuda regards a small serpent.