Time was passing by pleasantly in Ayodhya. The Ram-Rajya was flourishing more and more by each passing day.

Nothing untoward ever happened in the kingdom. This was due to the dharmic and just rule of Shri Ram that encouraged the citizens to lead equally righteous lives as their king.

The people in Kosal-desh were joyous, content, healthy and righteous. There was no fear of hunger or robbery. They lived a contented life, engaged in their affairs in a righteous manner.

All people practised their professions, fulfilling their responsibilities dutifully. With their minds focused on their king, the communities co-existed peacefully, without any strife.

No one died without having lived their full life. There were no young widows, nor parents who had to see the death of their children. Neither they were any calamities like floods or famines.

Such was the power of Shri Ram's rule immersed in Dharma. To maintain such a flourishing kingdom his duties as a king increased, and so did the duties of a father with a growing daughter.

The 11 year old Rameshwari, was more curious than ever before. As she was old enough now, Shri Ram would sometimes take her with him while going around the cities of the kingdom or in Van-vihaar.

Seeing the new world, new questions kept arising in her mind.

"Pitashree, prithvi ghumti kyu hai ?"

"Indradhanush kaise banta hai ?"

"Sansaar mei kuch bhi sthir kyu nahi ?"

"Dharm ki vastavik paribhasha kya hai ?"

"Praja, Raja ka hi udaharan kyu maanti hai ?"

Such were her questions. She'd ask him daily but due his kingly duties, he couldn't answer her everytime. And when he would get time, she'd throw new sets of completely different questions to him.

"Aur fir kya huya Pitashree ?" Rameshwari asked lying on the bed clutching her duvet, as Shri Ram was telling her another bed time tale to make her fall asleep.

"Fir, Dashanan ne Hanuman ki pucch ko aag laga di." Shri Ram said widening his eyes as telling the story.

"Fir ?" Rameshwari asked with her eyebrows raised and mouth parted.

"Fir kya ? Hanuman ne Ravan ki Lanka ko aag laga di." He said which made her chuckled.

"Aage kya huya ?" Rameshwari asked excitedly.

"Lanka ko aag lagane ke pashchat Hanuman aagaye dakshin tat par. Aur sampoorn dal, Kiskindha laut aya." Shri Ram said.

"Fir kya yudh huya ? Aapne Rakshaso ko maar giraya ?" Rameshwari asked eagerly.

"Aage kya huya.... Woh Mai kal sunayunga. Abhi so jao." Shri Ram said standing up and properly covering her with the duvet.

"Batayiye na Pitashree. Aage kya huya ?" Rameshwari asked.

"Kaha na Ramey, kal batayunga." Shri Ram said a little firmly.

Rameshwari pouted before turning to the side and shutting her eyes close. Shri Ram chuckled as he placed a kiss on her forehead and then left.

Just as he came outside the room, he saw a pratihaari coming towards him.

"Maharaj, Brahmarishi Vishwamitra has come to meet you." She informed.

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Kyu padhaare hai Brahmarishi ? 🌝

Okie guys.... Ab yaha se story shall pick up pace 🌝✨✨