The Pushpak vimaan was flying across the sky. Inside Shri Ram was caressing the head of his sleeping baby, a smile was adorning his lips looking at his daughter.

Seeing him like this after so long, Devi Sita was also smiling. She internally thanked Mahadev at least a thousand times by now, for this precious blessing.

"Bhaiya yadi aap thak gaye ho toh mai utha lu ?" Lakshman asked.

"Iski nidra mei vighn utpann hoga." Shri Ram said.

"Ek baar toh uthane dijiye bhaiya." Lakshman requested.

Shri Ram looked unsure, but seeing the pleading eyes of his brother, he hesitantly gave the baby to him and Lakshman held her with utmost care.

But the shift of arms, made the baby stir. She opened her eyes and her gaze looked at Lakshman. The corner of her mouth slightly lifted upwards, before she started crying once again.

"Kaha tha na Lakshman, nidra mei vighn utpann hoga." Shri Ram said taking her back from him.

He cradled his crying daughter in his arms.

"Koi baat nahi, Pitashree yahi hai." He cooed until she stopped crying.

She then looked at the sulking face of Lakshman and smiled, seeing this the son of Sumitra narrowed his eyes at her.

'Oh, toh Chachashree se thitholi kar rahi thi ? Yaad rakhunga ise.' He thought as he smiled.

"Waise hum kaha tak pahuche ?" Shri Ram asked.

"Prabhu, hum abhi Chitrakoot pahuche hai." Hanuman said.

"Toh vimaan yaha utaaro." Shri Ram said.

"Kyu Nath ?" Devi Sita asked.

"Humare vanvaas ke prarambh mei Rishi Bharadwaj ne hi humara maarg darshan kiya tha. Aur ab vanvas ke annt kyu na unke aashirwad lele ? Aur putri ko bhi dila de." He said.

"Uchit hai." Devi Sita smiled.

The vimaan halted at Chitrakoot, and everyone got down to meet the Saptrishi Bharadwaj. They went straight to the ashram and the great sage was delighted seeing them.

He welcomed them inside and praised Shri Ram for putting at end to the harassment of Ravan.

"Sansaar ko Ravan ke kasht se ubharne ke liye mai tumhe koi bhet dena chahta hu. Maango. Jo chaahe maango." Rishi Bharadwaj said.

"Mujhe apne liye kuch nahi chahiye Rishivar. Kintu mai chahta hu mere Vanar saathi jis van mei rehte hai waha kabhi bhi falo ki kami na ho, taaki yeh Vanachari saralta se apna jeevan vyatit kare." Shri Ram said.

"Tumne siddh kardiya Ram, ki tum vastavikta mei Purushottam ho. Jaisa tum chahte ho waisa hi hoga." Rishi Bharadwaj smiled.

"Rishivar meri ek aur prathna hai. Mai chahta hu ki aap meri putri ko bhi aashirvad de." Shri Ram said.

Rishi Bharadwaj looked at the baby and fell silent, the son of Kaushalya frowned.

"Kya huya Rishivar ?" He asked.

"Kuch nahi. Soch raha hu ki kya vardaan du tumhari putri ko. Kirtivaan hone ka aashirwad deta kintu yeh Harihareshwari hai, Aishwarya-shalini hone ka aashirwad deta kintu yeh Amarsri hai, saubhagya ka aashirwad deta kintu yeh Srinav-savadhu hai, Gunwati hone ka aashirwad deta kintu yahi Akhand Maharani hai, veerta ka aashirvad deta kintu yeh sakshaat Yudh-kaushala hai." Rishi Bharadwaj said.

Now everyone fell silent looking at the little baby fiddling with her fingers, it wasn't exactly a shock since she was given by Mahadev, they hadn't expected her to be ordinary. A smile appeared on the face of Shri Ram.

"Kuch nahi toh Dirghayu ka hi aashirwad Dede." He said.

"Woh mai nahi de sakta." Rishi Bharadwaj said.

"Kyu ?" Shri Ram frowned.

"Tumhari putri ko yeh aashirwad dena meri kshamta ke bahar hai. Kintu mai ise aarogya ka vardaan de sakta hu." Rishi Bharadwaj said.

"Dhanyawad Rishivar." Shri Ram bowed, but the now he was worried.

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