To @Ridhima123_ for this wonderful idea! --- No. If they were to cry, Rama would not. For he was like the moon to Lakshmana's sun. His anuj was bright and cheery, and it was his light that brought a glowing smile to Rama's face every day. What would he do now that he was gone?

Everyone said I was a beautiful queen, the most beloved wife of king Dasaratha, and yet everyone who knows my story, has uttered at least one bad word about me. But did you ever hear the story from my mouth? You say Sita did not deserve the troubles caused by me, but did you ever know my pain? Of course you didn't, how could you? After all, you're not me. Well, let me tell you about it now.

"It didn't matter, Vishnu thought, love was a fickle thing, and cursed or not, it hurt either way." --- Rama told himself it didn't matter that Sita had left him. But it didn't matter how much he told himself that, deep down he knew he was lying. (A look through some events of the Ramayana through the eyes of the seventh avatar of Vishnu)