Kausalya wept inconsolably. She asked Sumantra to take her to where Rama was, as she could no longer live away from him. Sumantra said, "Mother! Dispel your grief. Rama is served by no less than Lakshmana who is a noble brother, aware of every dharma and master of all his senses. He serves Rama with a devotion that makes him worthy of heaven. As for Sita, though living in the wilderness, ever meditating on Rama, she lives as fearlessly as she would in the palace. I see no trace of self-pity in her, whose radiant face is ever serene as she follows Rama reveling under the green canopies. As Rama is her very life, if she were here without him, Ayodhya would be the most dreaded of forest for Sita. Fascinated by the glories of nature and wanting to know of them she minds neither the heat of the sun nor the inhospitable forestland nor the unbridled force of the winds. She remains dainty as a lotus, luminous as moon and her feet though devoid of vermilion remain supple and tender like the lotus buds. Her anklets tinkle as she traipses alongside Rama, fearing neither elephant, tiger nor lion, she takes refuge in the arms of her consort.

"The famed story of a son's submission to his father's commands will forever find pride of place in the history of this world. Abandoning all sorrow they walk the path of the great Rishis, with uncompromising resolution. So, there is no reason to grieve for Rama, or for the king." Despite Sumantra's reassurance of Rama's safety and welfare, Kausalya refused to give up her lament.