That attention in marriage no surprise,

For occasion always to bring festive eyes.

So many weddings past and so many to be,

But none like Janaki’s ever again to see.

Began with victory of hero with valor and might,

Concluded with four unions, most precious sight.

For me certainly most blessed day of all,

And why Sita and Rama home I call.

From daughter’s husband to adore,

Janaka made room for charity more.

Brothers of Rama also queens to get,

All together wonderful marriage set.

From single bow for Janaki to lift,

Wives for all four princes a gift.

Sita alone so much opulence brings,

Poets today of all four marriages sing.

Highest honor to father you paid,

And best bride for Shri Rama you made.

Path of righteousness you’ve laid,

And in hearts of saints you’ve stayed.

Of sweetest face with hair in lovely braid,

Taking shelter from husband’s feet’s shade.

To you myself and so many have prayed,

May your vision in mind never be delayed.

To instruct me to worship others is fine,

For kind-hearted are well-wishers of mine.

Desire for me only the best,

By their guidance have always been blessed.

But whether all to advise or not a single one,

In matter of my worship their influence is none.

In good times and bad worship of Sita to take,

Full faith in her, all fears to forsake.

In admitting this no fear,

That to me Sita most dear.

Sorry if not to follow the given rule,

Certainly not recommending to copy this fool.

But never that memory from me to take,

Of Janaki and ceremony of bow to break.

And how in vow to husband stood on a stone,

Will remember her even if in worship alone.

Of Gita’s instruction I know,

That thoughts to Hari should go.

“Think of Me and then to Me come,”

Devotee with reincarnation done.

But allow me to reveal this secret of mine,

That in trouble to call only Sita to mind.

Of her beloved Rama never without thought,

And so why not her name to say I ought?

Troubling times so many,

Moments of relief not any.

Not necessarily problem to solve,

But on my own path resolved.

In mind to keep vision of Sita strong,

No harm if even this choice is wrong.

For the mind guaranteed to get,

State of being on whatever it is set.

Since to so many remaining dear,

Her outstanding character quite clear.

All valiant princes for her came,

Knew of her beauty and Janaka’s fame.

By most kind and strong was won,

Contest of the bow, for her was done.

To worship Sita not something new I introduce,

Just a reminder for myself why poems I produce.

Beloved to Sunayana the mother,

Most precious to Janaka the father.

Dearest to Shri Rama the protector,

So important to Lakshmana the brother.

Inspires messenger Hanuman the most,

And monkeys of Kishkindha a host.

Loved by Valmiki and Tulsidas too,

So why not also by you?

For in life showing you right way,

Proper honor to parents desire to pay.

Earn money and start family now?

Is this the right way, but how?

Be forever devoted to Sita just,

In her name and glories trust.

Honor to her father Janaki paid,

When most fitting wife for Rama she made.