Next morning
The cute scene which the royal family was seeing was worth watching. Ram was holding Sita's hand and was sleeping peacefully. Sita's hand was stroking Bharat's hair and they too were sleeping peacefully. Shatrughan was sleeping peacefully in a corner having a book in his hand indicating he was reading. Lakshman was sleeping but his sleep was not peaceful as he was sleeping while sitting. His one hand was stroking Ramaa's hair and his other hand was supporting Ramaa's back. He was muttering something in sleep which can be heard when you concentrate. What he was saying was not a new thing to hear. You would be thinking what is it. It was the name of Shri Ram.

Ram. Dasharath says a little loudly coming from a meeting. This was it. The cute moment was interrupted. They all woke up with a jolt making our dear Ramaa cry her heart out. Her precious sleep which was lot like hugging Lakshman the whole night was broken.

Swami. Kaushalya says extra sweetly which made Dasharath come to his senses and see the scene in front of him. Ram was rubbing his head because of pain. He woke up. He only slept for one prahar only. Sita woke up but was feeling a little pain and was having sleepy eyes as she did not have rest which was needed to have after enduring this much pain. Shatrughan and Lakshman were half asleep. Ramaa was crying hugging Lakshman as he was her life.

Galat samay aagya aur galat samay bol bhaitha lagta hain. Dasharath mutters. Kaushalya was glaring daggers at him. Kekayi was squeezing his hand to death. Sumitra, she was calm. Dasharath was still thinking...

Ab kya hoga.