FALUAR OF KINGS & RAMA IN THE ARENA

At an auspicious hour, princess Sita entered the hall. She was glowing in hr chaste beauty from head to toe. Everyone’s eyes turned to her. After some time, the swayamvara started.

All the kings tried to strings the bow, but no one could lift it even. Even the king of demons, Ravana could not lift it, all the kings and princes walked back to their seats with shameful faces.

King Janaka was shocked to find that none of them had ability to win his daughter’s hand. He became angry and lost hope. He stood up and addressed the assembly harshly, “Ah! What mighty warriors and rulers have gathered at janakpur today? None of you have the ability to life the bow of Lord Shiva. Is there no one on this earth who can complete the feat? What a dearth of heroes, I must say!” When Lakshmana heard such words, he was enraged. He felt as if someone is trying to insult the Raghuvansha. 

Lakshmana stood up from his seat and said, “How can you say so? Don’t you know that this assembly has been made august by the presence of the princes of Raghuvansha? I, Lakshmana, the son of King Dashratha of Ayodhya cannot only lift and string this bow, but can run hundred yojans (eight hundred miles) carrying it on my shoulder. All I need is the permission and blessing of my brother, Rama.”
With these words, Lakshmana touched Rama’s feet and sought his blessing Understanding the sensitivity of the moment, sage Vishwamitra stood up and said, “Calm down, Prince Lakshmana. Your elder brother, Prince Rama will go first to string the bow. Go, Rama and string Lord Shiva’s bow. My blessing are with you.”

Rama got up and touched Sage Vishwamitra’s feet to seek his blessings. Then he approached lord shiva’s bow with courage and confidence. Sita, who was watching all this, blushed when she saw Rama’s young and strong strides nearing the bow. She waited with bated breath.