Damayanthi to Chedi and Nala to Ayodhya reached
Through the dreary wilderness, Damayanthi moved, her heart sustained by a frail yet steady hope of finding her husband. Her lotus-like eyes shone once more with faith and confidence when, amid the vast desolation, she beheld a hermitage. Such hermitages were, in those days, living streams of faith—bridges between the mortal and the divine. There…
