Everyone in the feast from Sugreev to Vibhishan, all were praising the radiance and brilliance of Rameshwari which seemed to only increase with time.

There were several other kids in the feast, prince and princesses from other kingdoms, who wanted to play with her, but Shri Ram had cleverly given her in the arms of Lakshman, so no one bothers her while she takes a short nap.

The feast had ended and every guest was retiring to the room assigned to them. Shri Ram too was walking to his bhavan with Rameshwari in his arms, who was now awake.

"Aaj bahut thak gayi hogi na Ramey ? Ab jitna man kare utna vishram karna. Thik hai ?" He said to his baby whose eyelids had started to get droopy again, the short nap wasn't enough to ease her tiredness.

'Kitna hi vishram karungi Pitashree ? Pratah kaal aapka khelne ka man kare toh aap gehri nidra se utha hi doge.' Rameshwari thought.

Entering his bhavan, a conversation of two maids fell on Shri Ram's ears that made him freeze on his tracks.

"Utsav acche se ho gaya bas Rajkumari ko kisi ki kudrishti na lage."

"Ha ri. Yaad hai uss lohaar ki putri ko kaisi ku-drishti lagi thi ?"

"Ha yaad hai. Phool si thi, lekin aisi ku-drishti lagi thi ki 3 varsh tak paalne se uth nahi payi. Pata nahi kaunsa rog laga tha."

"Rog nahi kudrishti lagi thi, jo milne aaye the unhi mei se kisi ki. Bhagwaan jaane kiski kaisi drishti hogi."

Now this put Shri Ram into worry.

'Lohar ki putri ko dekhne kitne log aaye honge ? 20 ? 30 ? Meri Ramey ko dekhne toh puri Ayodhya, aur Bharatvarsh ke kitne hi Raja Maharaja aaye the....' He thought worriedly.

Shri Ram didn't waste another moment before turning his way from the path to his room to the path that led to pujasthal.

He knelt down in front of the shivling, expressing his worries.

"Mahadev, aap toh sarvagya trikaal-darshi hai. Ramey ko kisi ki kudrishti toh nahi lagi na ?" He asked.

'Arrey Pitashree, Maa Durga par vishwas rakhiye unhone swayam mere rakshan ka vardaan diya hai.' Rameshwari thought looking at her worried father.

Shri Ram sat down, placing his daughter on his lap. He then took the pot of gangajal and sprinkled a little over her, the cool droplets made her giggle.

"Gangajal se shuddhi ho toh kudrishti nasht ho jaati hai." He said.

'Sabhi nadiyo mei Ganga sabse shresht hai. Kisi ki kudrishti lagi bhi ho toh ab utar jaayegi.' Rameshwari thought with a smile.

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