At the break of dawn, Bharatha rose early, completed his morning rituals, and set forth on a solemn journey to the forest with a singular purpose: to persuade Rama to return and accept the throne as the rightful king. Leading this grand procession were the ministers, teachers, sages, and priests, forming the vanguard of the convoy. Behind them followed Bharatha’s royal entourage, comprising the harem, queens, and other relatives.
As was the custom, a mighty herd of nine thousand elephants marched in their majestic splendor. Sixty thousand chariots, numerous archers, and armed soldiers guarded the procession on all sides, ensuring the safety of the virtuous and restrained prince. Bharatha himself was shielded by one lakh horsemen, forming an unyielding line of protection. Sharing a single chariot were Kaikeyi, Sumitra, and Kausalya, their hearts brimming with the hope of witnessing Rama’s coronation.
The citizens, steadfast in their loyalty and devotion, moved in large groups, chanting “Rama, Rama” and recounting tales of his virtues and deeds. Eager anticipation filled their hearts as they yearned to see the noble prince, a paragon of gentleness, strength, and kindness. They spoke with fervor, likening Rama’s return to the rising sun dispelling darkness, bringing light to their sorrows and fears. It was the unanimous belief of the townsfolk that their fortunes would flourish with but a glimpse of Rama.
Artisans and craftsmen of every trade joined the procession, their skills so refined that they could build a new city wherever commanded. Vedic Brahmins and priests accompanied the convoy on bullock carts, offering prayers and carrying sacred fire. As tradition dictated, they would return after crossing the borders of the town, chanting Vedic hymns and blessing the journey.
The entire assembly adorned themselves in splendid garments, bedecked with precious jewels, and anointed with fragrant oils. Their collective fervor and presence emboldened Bharatha, who firmly believed that Rama would heed his plea in the presence of such a noble gathering—his mothers, brothers, teachers, sages, and citizens.
After a long journey, they reached the banks of the sacred Ganga near Srungiberapura, the domain of the tribal king Guha. The vast army and enthusiastic throng set up camp as per Bharatha’s command. Standing before the immense gathering, Bharatha instructed the army chief to divide the forces into several camps and prepare to cross the river at dawn. Reflecting on his duty, Bharatha resolved to step into the sacred Ganga and offer sacrifices to his deceased father, finding no holier place for this solemn act.
Satisfied with the arrangements, Bharatha sat in quiet contemplation, weighing the immense responsibility before him. Though the current of his desires surged within him, he pondered deeply on how his personal yearning aligned with the greater good and universal welfare. His determination to bring Rama back to Ayodhya as king remained steadfast, as he sought the wisdom and strength to fulfill this delicate and noble mission.