It was a graceful morning...Sita was alone in her room. She was totally engaged in selecting the bridal wears for her sisters. The dresses and ornaments for Sita's marriage were already selected by her mother Sunaina and her cousin Mandavi. But the marriage of her sisters with Ram's brothers were decided just a day before so that her mother didn't get a chance to choose anything for them. So Sita took that responsibility with pleasure... It was an easy task for her, the one who know her little sisters from top to toe...

Sita again evaluated the bridal wears. She selected a bright pink lehega for Mandavi, a royal red one for Urmila and one in sky blue colour for Sruthakeerthi.

"Didi is not in this world...What do you think Urmi..." Mandavi asked Urmila in a mischievous tone...

"Yes didi... Actually at the moment when Ram bhaiya lifted the great bow of Mahadeva we lost our real world didi... So come on, let's peep into her romantic world..." Replied Urmila in an over dramatic way while Mandavi could not control her giggles.

Sita turned back to see her sisters standing at the door.

"What are you doing here...I told you both to check the floral decorations ,right..."

"We are here after completing our responsibilities didi... Don't worry , everything is perfect..." Said Mandavi.

"Nice, but where is Srtuthakeerthi?"

"I am here Sita didi..." Entered Sruthakeerthi with a plate of sweets in her hand. "These are made by our royal chef specially for our marriage...Let's taste it "

The four sisters shared the ladoos and enjoyed them.

"This may be our last day in Mithila...Isn't?" Whispered Mandavi with tears in her eyes.

The room was filled with a heavy silence . It was a painful truth. They will be the princesses of Ayodhya at the very next moment when they would marry their respective grooms. They are going to leave their home, forever...

After a few moments Sruthakeerthi broke the silence. "It is a reality didi... It is better to accept that... At least we are going to be with our loved ones, we all got a chance to choose our grooms...In our society girls usually marry on others interest , so honestly I feel that we are blessed..."

Sruthakeerthi's words bought a smile on Sita's face. 'She may be the youngest, but it feels like she is the most matured one among us'

"You are correct Keerthi, I am very thankful to Uncle Janak that he selected Bharath as my groom" said Mandavi.

"You are blushing when you say Bharath bhaiya's name...How cute Mandavi didi..."

"Will you share something about Bharath and his personality with us, Mandavi... I didn't get a chance to speak to both my devars Bharath and Shatrughan..."

"Sure Sita didi...Bharath is like Ram bhaiya in many ways... Calm and composed. Soft speaking and a good listener. He loves his brothers and family very much...He has a great interest in painting like me...And as a prince he helps Raja Dhasharath mainly in maintaining Ayodhya's ties with foreign countries. He also took the responsibilities of a crown prince in Ram bhaiya's absence because he is the second oldest. And he is also a fearsome warrior like his brothers ,as we all know" After completing her words Mandavi indicated Sruthakeerthi to speak.

"Speaking about Shatrughan...umm...Actually he is different from Ram bhaiya and Bharath bhaiya almost in every angle... He is very lively person ,have a great sense of humour. A person with full of life just like his twin brother, but more open and simple minded compared to Lakshman bhaiya. He is the head of the financial department of Ayodhya ."

Urmila was sitting silent throughout the entire conversation. There were no need of introducing Lakshman to her sisters. He was familiar to them, like Ram bhaiya. But the question that arose in her mind was 'Do I know him completely?' .They never had a conversation like the other couples. They were speaking about their fear and problems, they were on the verge of rejection. Urmila was completely confused and enthusiastic about the childhood of the brothers. The suffocation and horror expressed by Lakshman when she told about being absent minded in the forest was preserved in her mind. She wants to know more about him. She wants to love him with more madness.

"Urmi, may I come in to your dream world dear..."

Urmila gave a sheepish smile as a reply to her Sita didi's teasing. She perfectly masked her thoughts from her sisters. Unlike Lakshman, Urmila was a faultless actor so that even Sita couldn't understand what is in her mind.

"We will miss our Mithila, we will miss our people, we will miss our parents, but we won't lose them... After our marriage we will stay in Ayodhya , but Mithila won't forget us dears...We will remain as their princesses...And we are not going to be separated from each other , if I have you people with me then I can overcome any challenges in my life..."

Said Sita while her sisters embraced her. Sita was their pillar of support ,who will be there for them, in all their needs.

The four sisters shared a group hug. It may be hard to leave their home, but they were strong enough to overcome that pain...Because they were together...