Sunaina sat along side her daughter Urmila. They had come to Ayodhya knowing Dasrath's death. Janak and Kushadwaj was with Bharath who had refused to take throne.Chandrabagha was with her daughters Mandavi and kirti. Sunaina saw that Mandavi has grown up a lot. The emotional girl whom Chandrabagha always told cannot take up ownership irrespective of the pressures put on her was holding herself, guiding her sisters and taking care of queens.
Now she looked at her younger daughter. Her Urmila. The chirpy butterfly who was the color of the Mithila palace.
" Mata why are you looking at me like this. Speak something Mata" Urmila asked
" Putri I am looking how much you have grown up. This is not the Urmila of whom I did the vidaai. She was my baby. The one behind whom I always had to keep an eye so that she doesnt do any naughty thing. My titli who spread colors in the palace"
" Rani Sunaina so what has changed. Your titli is still spreading the colors only" Sunaina turned to see Sumitra walking in with pride in her eyes.
Urmila got up and Sumitra made her sit " Rani Sunaina your daughter will not speak anything. You know she didnt even tell me my son is going for vanvass. I only saw him in valkal in Maharaj's room when he came with Ram and Sita. And Urmila was standing behind, without uttering a word. From her face I knew she had given him permission. Permission to do his duty. And why should all of them ask us now right. They are capable of taking decisions themselves" Sumitra patted Urmila's cheeks lovingly
Here I have bought some food for you Rani Sunaina. You have not eaten anything. I have to look at Rani Kausalya. Have good time with your daughter. Sunaina hugged Sumitra and Sumitra took leave.
" Mata " Urmila spoke " You had always asked us sisters to do our duties. To understand our husband's happiness and support them in their journey. I have only done what you have taught me. My husband will never be happy in this palace without Ram jijashree and who will take care of Ram jijashree and Sita didi in the forest. He has to go right. I feel their security because he is with them. I know before any danger can come to Ram jijashree or Sita didi it has to cross my husband"
" Putri a mother's head is held high when her daughter's saas speaks very highly of her child. It is the reflection of the sanskaar I gave to you. Hearing Rani Sumitra's words I am feeling proud of you my child. Spread the colors. In your own way. Always. "
Saying it Sunaina hugged Urmila warmly. And she could feel her daughter crying on her shoulders. She allowed her to do so. Allow her to wash away every pain she felt in the heart.
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Edited by shruthiravi - 9 years ago