“Today my birth is blessed: I have obtained the world's supreme reward, the Prince of Nimi's line. Having attained my lovely beloved, I would never separate him from my heart.” Another said, “Where is the prince of the Raghu line, and where am I, a wretched woman? How could such a cradle ever be mine? O Creator, this whole life has passed in vain.” Another answered, “Why brood over fate, dear friend, and fill yourself with sorrow? Our good fortune is already so great that our eyes have beheld him.”
Hearing these anguished words of the women on every side, steeped in the rasa of compassion, Raghunandana cast comforting glances in all directions and consoled their hearts. Sporting thus with his companions, he reached the guest pavilion. Dismounting with his brothers and friends, Raghubara went to his father. Seeing the King of Avadh, he respectfully bowed. The king hurried forward and embraced him; the depth of that love cannot be described. Seating and caressing his sons, the king asked, “How did Rama's kalevā meal unfold? Tell me everything.”
Receiving the king's command, Raghunandana delighted Nanda's heart, relating all that had happened in the palace and explaining every detail. Hearing it, the maharaja and the entire assembly were immersed in an indescribable rasa. Then the king gave his sons leave to retire to their respective quarters. In this way the people of Janakapura began receiving an ever-new bliss; even millions of Indras could not equal the happiness enjoyed there.
How could I fully describe this charming account of Rama's kalevā? Shesha, Ganesha, Mahesha, and Sharada themselves could never reach its end.