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JANAK: The time is ripe for you to marry a husband. You have grown to
be a fine young woman. You must pay more attention to your suitors in
order for you to be able to choose.
SITA: But, Father, there are far too many of them! How would I ever be
able to choose?
JANAK: We must find a solution to make it easier, then.
SITA: How?
JANAK: Let us see...
Beat.
KAIKEYI: My king.
[DASA-RATHA] motions for [KAIKEYI] to rise.
[KAIKEYI] rises.
RAMA: You must stay here and help Father and Bharat in ruling Ayodia.
SATRUGHNA : But--.
RAMA: No, Satrughna.
[SATRUGHNA] falls silent.
[KAUSALYA] is in tears.
RAMA: Very well...
[RAMA], [SITA], [LAKSHMAN], and the rest of the followers walk around the
stage as the narrator talks.
While the [FOLLOWERS] are sleeping, [RAMA], who is lying down, suddenly sits
up and wakes up [LAKSHMAN] and [SITA]. His whispers are sharp and strained.
DASA-RATHA: Rama... Rama...
[BHARAT’s] voice is urgent.
BHARAT: Father,
[BHARAT] quickly comes closer and grabs [DASA-RATHA's] hand.
[BHARAT] and [RAMA] go round and round the stage, looking for each
other, then get surprised when they do find each other.
BHARAT: Rama!
RAMA: Bharat!
[BHARAT] hugs [RAMA].
[BHARAT’s] smile slides off his face and gets replaced with a sad expression.
RAMA: What news?
BHARAT: Father is...
[BHARAT] pauses, finding it hard to finish his sentence.
BHARAT: Father is dead.
Beat.
RAKSHA: I want him, Ravan. He has heart, and is very handsome too.
[RAKSHA] scowls. Her next sentence is spat out like poison.
[RAKSHA] grins, goes to edge of stage and disappears in another puff of smoke.
The curtain closes.
RAMA: See what?
LAKSHMAN: There! It is a deer! A golden one!
RAMA: Yes! I see it! My word! Isn’t it just magnificent!
LAKSHMAN: Shall we catch it?
RAMA: Let us catch it! Dear Sita will surely be impressed.
[RAMA] and [LAKSHMAN] sneak around until they reach the edge of the stage
and are covered by the curtain.
The curtain closes.
RAKSHA: No matter how loud your screams are, they won't be able to
hear you. Now sleeeeep...
RAMA: Now that Ravan is slain, you are now free to choose your path in
life. You may stay in Ceylon, or you could accompany Lakshman. You
could also go to Bharat if you so desire.
[SITA] frowns.
SITA: Very well.
[SITA] turns to [LAKSHMAN].
SITA: I bid you to make an enormous fire. We shall settle this with a trial
by fire.