After weeping for a long time, Shri Ram who was shedding copious tears, was over come by rage and grief, which was gripping his heart.

He had never felt like so before, his Sitey just now vanished right before his eyes, just as did Shri from Indra.

"Sitey mere netro ke samaksh se lupt ho gayi.... Pehle uska haran kar use Lanka mei rakha gaya mujhse dur kintu mai fir bhi use le aya wapas... TOH RASATAL SE LANA KOI BADI BAAT NAHI HAI MERE LIYE ! O VASUDHA ! O BHULOK KI DEVI ! MUJHE SITA LAUTA DO ANYATHA MERI KRODHAGNI TUMHE BATAYEGI KI MAI KAUN HU !" Shri Ram roared amidst tears.

Seeing him blazing with such anger, Luv Kush stared at him, tightly holding their elder sister Rameshwari, who had a stoic expression on her face while tears kept falling from her eyes.

"Dharini ! Tum Sita ki Mata ho, iss liye meri Saashrudhi huyi, iss liye ya toh mujhe Sita lauta do ya mujhe bhi apne goud mei sthaan do ! Patal ho ya Swarg, bas Sita mere saath honi chahiye ! MERA MAANSIK SANTULAN KHO RAHA HAI VASUDHA ! Yadi aaj mujhe Sita waisi nahi mili jaisi andar gayi thi... TOH MAI TUMHARA SAMPOORN NAASH KARDUNGA TUMHARE VANO AUR PARVATO KE SAATH ! SAMPOORN PRITHVI KA NAASH KARDUNGA AUR KEVAL JAL BACHEGA ISS BHUMI PAR !" Shri Ram warned.

Rameshwari looked at her father, who was extremely overcome by rage and grief, she then looked down at her brothers.

She tried to walk ahead but was stopped by the twins who held her arms, shaking their heads, refusing to let go.

Rameshwari gave them a nod of assurance and they finally let go of her arms, they looked at her worriedly as she walked towards her father.

"VASUDHA ! SITA LAUTAO MUJHE !" Shri Ram roared in anger.

"Dhairya rakhiye Pitashree." Rameshwari said, gathering courage.

"KAISE DHAIRYA RAKHU RAMEY !?" Shri Ram asked.

"Pitashree, aap aavesh mai yeh na bhule ki aap kaun hai. Aap swayam Narayan hai. Sabhi praniyo hetu udaharan sthapit karne hetu, dharm-rajya sthapit karne hetu aap avatarit huye hai. Yadi aap hi apna niyantran kho denge toh baaki sab kya karenge ?" She said. Shri Ram looked at her, clenching his jaw.

Then Brahmadev came descending down from the skies with a host of gods.

"Ram ! Ram ! Aap swayam ko aise pratadit na kare. Woh sab pehle se hi niyati mei tha. Aap woh hai jiske upar yeh Mahan itihaas ek Mahakavya Ramayan ke roop mei likha gaya hai. Aisa yash aapke siwa koi praapt karne ke yogya nahi. Kripya swayam par niyantran mat khoyiye." Brahmadev said.

Shri Ram's eyes once again were clouded with tears, he nodded amidst them. He then looked at Luv Kush, kneeling at their level and extended his hands towards them.

The twin brothers rushed to their father and fell into his embrace.

Rameshwari looked at them, tears fell endlessly from her eyes, she was grief-stricken firstly at Devi Sita entering the earth and now seeing the union of father and sons was filled with sorrows rather than happiness.

"Rama..." Lakshman kept his hand over her shoulder.

She looked back at him and he took her in his embrace as she cried her heart out, burying her face in his chest.

"Jiji ?" The voices of her younger brothers, made her look back at them, instantly.

"Pranaam swikaar kare." Luv Kush said amidst tears, their hands joined in reverence.

"Kalyanamastu." Rameshwari said in a shaking voice.

The twins looked at her with tear filled eyes, she smiled sadly before taking them both in her embrace, as they hugged either side of her waist.

And so the Ashwamedh yagya concluded. Shri Ram was deeply disconsolate. No longer able to see his Sitey, he regarded this world as empty. He was completely overwhelmed by grief and could get no peace of mind.

After dismissing all the kings, as well as the Vanaras, and Rakshasas, he had the hosts of eminent brahmans dismissed, laden with wealth.

Then, after dismissing them all, Shri Ram entered Ayodhya, cherishing Sita in his heart, with his daughter and sons.

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Now.... It's time for the last timeskip for the story....

Jai SiyaRam 🙏✨