Overcoming Lamentation!

Seeing illusory slain head of Rām, Sitā was distraught & sobbing profusely said-O Kaikeyi! Be a fulfiller of your craving. Rām who was reason for joy to the family has been slain & entire race has been destroyed by a woman of squabbling nature. You gave clothes made of bark to venerable Rām & sent him to forest in exile along with me. What harm Rām has done to you?

Sitā, trembling fell on ground like plantain tree which is cut-off. After a while she regained consciousness & approached the illusory head of Rām lamenting, said- O long armed Rām! The pursuer of strong will! Alas you have been killed & I’ve become witness to your last fate & have been widowed. It is said that early death of husband is a misfortune for wife & I’m facing it. Even you, who was intent to protect me has fallen in great affliction & immersed in ocean of grief, been killed by enemy

O Rām! My mother-in-law, Kaushalya, who cherished you dearly has been left without a son. It was mentioned even by astrologers that your life span is long, but their words were wrong. Time, the master of all beings has brought you to an end. How is it possible that you, who knew the doctrine of political ethics has obtained unforeseen death? You, who knew the science of expediency & were indeed skilled in warding off calamities, still have been snatched away from me by the night of destroying time, encircling & embezzling you

Leaving alone miserable me, you are lying down here, embracing earth as your beloved. Your bow, decorated with gold & very dear to me is lying here. Surely you must have met in heaven your father, King Dasarath. Why don’t you look at me? Why you don’t reply to me? Remember your solemn promise at our marriage that you'll never leave me but as you are no more, take me also with you. Don’t quit & leave me like this. Mother Kaushalya will only see Laxman at the end of exile out of three of us & would leave her body too

O Rāvan! Dislodge my head & put it next to Rām’s. I shall go along with my magnanimous Lord. Sitā was thus tormented with grief & thus lamented again & again

No doubt when we lose a loved one, it's a cause of extreme grief & lamentation. Our existence & that of our loved ones can be wiped out in a moment & reminds us of precariousness of life. By remembering this, we should feel impelled to focus on things that really matters in our lives, else we waste it for trivial things & waste the opportunity to put our lives to best use

Bhagvad Gita expands our vision to explain that we as soul are eternal beings, who are on a multi-life journey of spiritual evolution. The higher purpose of this human form of life is to seek enduring meaning & spiritual purpose of who we really are, who is Supreme Lord & what is our relationship with him. From where we have come, where we’ll go. When we evolve spiritually, we can experience sublime peace amid strife and contribute in the mood of service rather being overwhelmed

Thoughts pls? #gameoflife