Sita had for a long time wanted to share the joys of nature with Rama. To make her happy and to revel in that happiness, Rama, one day showed her the Chitrakuta Mountain, a mammoth heap of rock and forest. True to its name and fame, Chitrakuta was a treasure trove of nature's wonders. Rama said, "Beholding this ravishing mountain, lost in this paradise, neither the loss of friends nor the kingdom, distress me anymore. In this splendor prevails a charm that mesmerizes even fearful beasts, the serene presence of the ascetics seems to have rendered them docile. The mango, the gooseberry, neem, jackfruit, and Bilva are among the hundreds that have the privilege of having Chitrakuta as their home. A playground of the celestials, this mountain seems to have shot out of the very depths of the earth. I can live here forever with no grief of Ayodhya for this mountain holds me a prisoner of its charms.Even my exile seems a blessing. My father cannot blame me for dereliction of duty and Bharata can rule in peace. At night the medicinal herbs on these majestic mountains, show up in their own luminance, glowing like fire. Sita! Do you not desire, to lose yourself in the song of the nightingale or be caressed by the cool breezes that come floating off the green canopy? In this tranquility and beauty will pass the fourteen years of my exile with you by my side. Treading the path of truth, observing the Kshatriya dharma of my race, I will I enjoy the life of a king."