The Sun rose shedding its golden rays on the earth. Rama awoke to the many sounds of bird and beast that emanated from the forest. "Come listen to the caroling of the birds Lakshmana!" said Rama as he sat listening in rapture to the winged wonders. The three of them started their journey once again passing through arrestingly beautiful tracts of land. Sita looked ravishing with her lotus like eyes wide open in wonder and joy, at nature and its glory. At journey's end, reaching the splendid slopes of the Chitrakuta Rama said, "The mountain adorned with limpid pools, trees laden with fruit and flower shall be our home". They then went to pay their homage to sage Valmiki, who welcomed and asked them to stay on in that region. Lakshmana gathered logs of wood and bundles of grass to build a cottage. Rama performed the ritual of 'Vastu Shanti' and propitiated the gods, Rudra, Visnu and the Visvadevas by offering them worship. Enticed by its charm, bewitched by the grandeur of its peaks, rivers and lakes Rama happily settled down on mount Chitrakuta. The sparkling waters of the river Mayavati, meandering along mountain paths, plains and valleys, fascinated Rama, who at that moment did not want to be anywhere else. Even his banishment from Kosala, no longer distressed him.