Pada 25
The wedding procession has set out from the city of Ayodhya—how lovely it appears! A great commotion has arisen in Janak’s city. [Refrain: how lovely.]
All the gods have gathered and joined the procession—how lovely it appears! The instruments thunder and resound. [Refrain: how lovely.]
Hearing the instruments, my heart leaps—how lovely it appears! Their illumination makes the palace shine. [Refrain: how lovely.]
All the friends and companions go forth for the parichhan—how lovely it appears! They are dressed in rippling silk garments. [Refrain: how lovely.]
Rasikajan says: beholding the bridegroom’s beautiful form—how lovely it appears!— my heart’s desire has borne fruit. [Refrain: how lovely.]
Parichhan
Chhand
Both royal parties rejoice exceedingly, and kettledrums thunder on every side; the delighted gods shower flowers, crying, “Victory, victory to the jewel of Raghu’s line!” Knowing that the procession is arriving in this manner, countless instruments sound; the queen summons the married women to prepare every auspicious article for the parichhan.
Doha
Having arranged every auspicious thing by the prescribed rite, the noble women, walking like elephants, joyfully set out to perform the parichhan.
Moon-faced and doe-eyed, each of them possesses a beauty that dispels the proud intoxication of Rati herself. They wear splendid garments of many colors, and every body is adorned with every ornament.
Every limb is made wholly auspicious; their sweet singing shames the cuckoo. Bracelets, girdles, and anklets ring, and the elephant of Love blushes to see their gait.