પછી પૃથ્વીના અધિપતિ, રાજા દશરથ, whose voice was choked with sorrow, spoke gently and faintly, his words filled with દુઃખ. He pleaded, “મને કૌશલ્યાના ઘર તરફ જલદી લઇ જાવ, રામની માતા પાસે; કેમ કે બીજાં ક્યાંય મારા હૃદયને શાંતિ મળશે નહીં.” રાજા દશરથના આ કહેતાં જ, દરવાજા પરના સેવકોએ તેમને કૌશલ્યાના ઘરમાં લઇ ગયા અને ખૂબ આદરપૂર્વક તેમને ત્યાં બેસાડ્યા. પરંતુ, even after entering Kausalya’s dwelling and lying upon the bed, his mind remained restless and disturbed. He looked around the house, now deprived of his two sons and his daughter-in-law, and it appeared to him like the sky without the moon. Seeing this, the mighty king raised his arm and cried out loudly, “હે રામ, તું અમને કેમ છોડી ગયો?” He lamented, “સૌભાગ્યશાળી તો એ મહાન પુરુષો છે, જે રામના પાછા આવવાનો દ્રશ્ય જોઈને, તેને ફરીથી પોતાની ગોદમાં લઈ શકશે.” As night fell, a night that felt like destruction for his soul, at midnight, Dasharatha spoke to Kausalya, “હું તને જોઈ શકતો નથી, કૌશલ્યા; કૃપા કરીને તું મને હાથથી સ્પર્શ કર, કેમ કે મારી નજર હજુ રામ પાછળ જ રહી છે, પાછી ફરતી નથી.” Seeing the king lying there, thinking only of Rama, the queen Kausalya sat beside him, overwhelmed with grief, sighing deeply and lamenting bitterly. આયોધ્યા કાંડના ત્રીપનમા સર્ગની શરૂઆત થાય છે. પછી, કૌશલ્યા, who was tormented by sorrow for her son, saw the king lying weakened by grief on his bed. She spoke to the ruler of the earth, “હે પુરુષ સિંહ, હવે તો કૈકેયી, રાઘવ સામે પોતાનો ઝેર ઉગાળી દીધો છે, અને એ પોતાના રસ્તે ફરશે, જેમ કે સાપ પોતાની કાંટથી મુક્ત થઈને ફરી જાય છે.” She continued, “Having exiled Rama, the fortunate one, and achieved her desire, that wicked woman, intent on her purpose, will terrify me again, like a venomous snake in the house.” She lamented, “હવે, આ શહેરમાં, રામ ઘર-ઘર ભિક્ષા માંગશે; અને તું, એના ઇચ્છા મુજબ, મારા પોતાના પુત્રને પણ દાસ બનાવી દે.” “Having cast Rama down from his position at Kaikeyi’s will, just as she pleased, he has been thrown away like an offering to demons at a sacrifice by the fire-priest.” “That heroic, broad-armed, bow-bearing lord, whose gait is like a king of serpents, surely now enters the forest with his wife and with Lakshmana.” “For those who have never known such sorrow, abandoned to the forest by your consent at Kaikeyi’s urging, what fate awaits them there?” “Deprived of wealth, still in their youth, exiled at the time of fruit, how will those wretched ones live, subsisting on fruits and roots?” “If only now might be the time for the end of my grief, when I could see Raghava here, together with his wife and his brother.” “When will Ayodhya, hearing that the two heroes have returned, become glorious again, its people rejoicing, its banners raised high?” “When, seeing those tiger-like men returning from the forest, will the city be filled with joy, like the ocean at the full moon?” “When will the mighty-armed hero, my son, enter the city of Ayodhya, with Sita before him in the chariot, like a bull with the cow heifers?” “When will the thousands of living beings on the royal road shower parched grain upon my two sons, the subduers of enemies, as they enter?” “When will I see my two sons, adorned with splendid earrings, entering Ayodhya, their swords raised high, like twin-peaked mountains?” “When will the joyful maidens with flowers and the twice-born with fruits, circling the city, perform auspicious rites as they enter?” “When will the righteous one, mature in wisdom and age, shining like a rain cloud, return, bringing delight like a good season?” “Without doubt, O hero, I believe that in the past, because of some miserly woman, the mothers’ breasts were cut off when they wished to suckle their children.” “I have been made, like a cow by a lion, a loving mother deprived of her calf; by Kaikeyi, O tiger among men, I have been rendered helpless, like a cow whose calf has been taken by force.” “For how can I, who have but one son endowed with all virtues and learned in every scripture, endure life without my child?” “Indeed, I find no strength left in my life here, as I do not see my beloved son and the mighty Lakshmana.” “For today, a great and terrible fire, born of grief for my son, consumes me, just as the radiant sun scorches this earth with its rays in the heat of summer.” આયોધ્યા કાંડના ચૌવાળીસમા સર્ગની શરૂઆત થાય છે. કૌશલ્યા, who was lamenting in this way, was then addressed by Sumitra, the noble lady, steadfast in righteousness. Sumitra spoke these righteous words: “હે મહાન સ્ત્રી, તારો પુત્ર સર્વ ગુણોથી સજ્જ છે અને પુરુષોમાં શ્રેષ્ઠ છે; આવી વિલાપ અને દયનીય રડવામાં શું લાભ?” “તારો પુત્ર, હે મહાન, રાજ્ય ત્યજીને, પોતાના મહાન પિતાને, જે સત્ય પર અડગ છે, માટે ઉત્તમ કાર્ય કરીને, જંગલ તરફ ગયો છે.” “Rama, established in righteousness and supreme among men, follows the path practiced by the virtuous, which always yields fruit after death; he is never to be grieved for.” “લક્ષ્મણ, સદા પાપમુક્ત, સર્વોત્તમ ધર્મનું પાલન કરે છે; સર્વ જીવો પર દયાળુ, એવો મહાન આત્મા નિશ્ચિત જ સફળતા પ્રાપ્ત કરશે.” “Although accustomed to comfort, Vaidehi follows your righteous son, knowing well the hardships of forest life.” “He who upholds the banner of fame in the world, devoted to righteousness and truth, why should your son not attain it?” આ રીતે, કૌશલ્યા અને દશરથના દુઃખ વચ્ચે, સુમિત્રા ધર્મ અને આશાવાદના શબ્દો બોલે છે, reminding them of Rama’s righteousness, Lakshmana’s virtue, and Vaidehi’s steadfastness, bringing a touch of hope amidst their sorrow.