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The Next Queen

Sita was sitting with Kausalya and Urmila. An anxious Lakshman was pacing in front of their room. King Dasrath had called Ram. And Ram had asked Lakshman not to accompany him and stay with mother.Sita looked lovingly at her anxious devar " Lakshman Pitaji would have called your bhaiyya to give some good news only. Don't be anxious like this. Come inside. Have some fruits "" Didi your calm words can soothe the universe but not my aaryaputra. When separated from Ram Bhaiyya even for a small thing arya cannot take it " said Urmila giving a twinkling smile at her husband.Seeing her laugh Lakshman couldn't suppress the smile that was coming in his clouded face and feeling no use arguing with the ladies he walked inside the room and kept his head in Kausalya Maa's lap.Kausalya lovingly caressed his hair. "Lakshman don't worry son. Ram will come soon"Just then a dasi came. She looked breathless. Lakshman immediately got up " What happened"Dasi looked at Lakshman and then turned to Kausalya " Maharani Kausalya good news has come. Maharaj Dasrath has announced the coronation of Prince Ram. It is going to happen tomorrow. "An overwhelmed Kausalya took the chain of pearls from her neck and gave it to the dasi the bearer of good news, which was followed by Sumitra who entered the room hearing it." Didi" Sumitra rushed to hug Kausalya. Kausalya hugged her back. And it was then their eyes fell on Sita who were standing as if in a trance." Sita my dear you are going to be the next queen. Come here my child. Let me see you. My simple DIL is going to take big responsibility. Sumitra. Bring all my ornaments. Ask the tailors to stitch the most beautiful dresses for my dear child. No one should find any flaw with my Sita doing coronation ceremony"Sita was feeling overwhelmed. Queen. That was a big responsibility. Was she ready. But no one seemed to understand her plight.Lakshman had bought fresh flowers and he kept that at her feet " Till now I have revered you as my Bhabi, but today you are going to be Queen, that means you occupy the same place in my heart as my mother"Sita chided her devar " Lakshman I am still your bhabi. If you talk to me the way you talk to Sumitra Maa I will feel bored. I will miss your pranks oh brother. Please don't rever me this much"" Queen of Ayodhya" exclaimed Urmila hugging her. " Urmila my sister you too. How I loved the simple life. Now all of you are making me feel I have grown up a lot"" Yes my child. You have grown up and you need to grow up more. But we know you will rise to the occasion" said Sumitra gently patting her cheeks and assuring her.Sita reveled in the attention and love of her near and dear ones. Yes she did rise to the occasion, but only the occasion was different. Little did they know the one for whom the ornaments and finest dresses were demanded is going to walk bare foot with the dress of a hermit to the forest