Rāmāyana |Ayodhyā Kaṇḍa| Chapter 114

114. Bhārata Returns to Ayodhyā

[Bhārata sees that Ayodhyā has lost its lustre and is like a city in distress.]

The great lord Bhārata riding on a chariot which produced deep and gentle sound soon entered the city of Ayodhyā. 114.1

He saw in that city large number of cats and owls, with crouched men and elephants and looking like a dark night having gloom and not shining. 114.2

It looked like the darling wife of the enemy of moon god [Rohiṇī] who is exceedingly bright, which is affected by Rāhu the planet in ascendant and was not having any shine and looking like night. 114.3

It further looked like a stream flowing from the mountain, emaciated, whose waters have become almost dry and greatly agitated, the birds surrounding which are scorched by the sun and whose big and small fish as well as alligators have perished. 114.4

Ayodhyā was like the sacrificial fire which rises in to a golden smokeless flame when oblation is poured in it but later gets put out. 114.5

It was like an army in a great battle field where armour lie scattered, with injured elephants and horses, with shattered chariots and flags and withy slain warriors. 114.6

It was like a sea which rose with foam and roaring sounds, dispersed by a gentle breeze becoming silent. 114.7

It was like a sacrificial altar from where the priests, where the fire has got extinguished after offering of oblations and the priests along sacrificial implements have deserted and the chants have been discontinued. 114.8

It was like the wife of a bull longing for the bull which has left it and standing in the middle of the cow- pen dispirited and not eating any grass. 114.9

It was like a pearl necklace, which was stripped of excellent rubies and gems, which were shining and greatly smooth. 114.10

It was like a fallen star with its great lustre diminished and fallen from its place, due to its loss of meritorious deeds and reaching the earth. 114.11

It was a creeper of the forest fully laden with flowers and surrounded by bees making melodious noise at the end of autumn, when it was ravaged by spreading forest fire and completely withered away. 114.12

With its shops and markets closed and without any activity and with its merchants in daze, Ayodhyā looked like the clouds obstructing the view of moon and stars of the sky. 114.13

It was like a drinking place, not cleaned with broken drinking glasses emptied of excellent wine and with dead drunkards lying all around. 114.14

It was like a cistern made for storing water, broken, collapsed, fallen down and sunk, covered with broken jars and pots, with the water completely dried up. 114.15

It was like a big stretched bow string, with nooses at both ends, which was severed by a powerful man with his arrows and lying on the ground. 114.16

It was like a mare whipped by a skilled horse rider driven to battle but killed by the enemy army and lying on the ground. 114.17

It was like a large body of water full of large fish and tortoises but dried up completely when its banks have been cut down surrounded by dried water lilies. 114.18

It was like the body of a man in distress, scorched because he has been denied application of oil, who was not wearing any ornaments and overtaken by sorrow. 114.19

It was like Sun which has entered in to the circular orb of thick and black clouds during the rainy season and so obscured from vision. 114.20

Bhārata, the great son of Dasaratha seating in one of those excellent chariots addressed the charioteer and told. 114.21

"Why is it that now in Ayodhyā, we do not hear the deep and sonorous sound of singing and playing of musical instruments nowadays as earlier?" 114.22

"Why is it that the breeze does not carry the scent of agaru, the fragrance of flower garlands and the intoxicating smell of wine?" 114.23

"Why is it that after Rāma has departed to the forest we are not able to hear, the sound of excellent carriages, the pleasing sound of neighing horses, trumpeting sound of elephants in rut and the big sound made by chariots?" 114.24

"Why is that affected by the going away of Rāma, people are not going out of town nor or the wearing pretty garlands and not observing any festivals?" 114.25

"The lustre of the city also has departed along with my brother and Ayodhyā is not shining now and is like a rainy night during days of waning moon." 114.26

"After Rāma left Ayodhyā, the youth are in great distress and are not using perfumes of sandal and aguru or making use of flower garlands." 114.27

"When will my brother return and when will the great festival come, bringing great joy to Ayodhyā like the rain the autumn?" 114.28

"Well dressed youth and people bearing themselves in high style, who used to roam about in groups are not to be seen in the great avenues of Ayodhyā?" 114.29

"Prattling like this in many ways Bhārata entered the house of his father and that house without the king was like a cave without a lion." 114.30

Then the self-possessed Bhārata seeing the private apartments of the king without its usual splendour felt like the day has been deprived of the Sun and shed tears. 114.31

This is the end of One Hundred and Fourteenth Sarga of Ayodhyā Kanda which occurs in Holy Rāmāyaṇa composed by Vālmīki as the First Epic.