"Ramey, bolo Om." Shri Ram said to his daughter, who was sitting on his lap, looking at him with her wide heterochromic curious eyes.

As Rameshwari had started babbling, Shri Ram was training her to say the adi-mantra 'Om' so it becomes her first word.

"Om." He said as she looked at him with keen eyes.

"Oo." She tried.

"Om." He repeated patiently.

"Oo... Mm.." She mumbled.

"Ati uttam ! Bolo Om." Shri Ram said.

"Om." Rameshwari finally said it correctly.

"Ati-uttam putri ! Ati-uttam !" He smiled kissing her forehead.

"Om." She repeated with a smile and Shri Ram affectionately patted her head.

On the otherside in Kailash, Mahadev opened his eyes from his meditation. A smile appeared on his face listening to the chanting of 'Om' by Rameshwari in her sweet voice.

Shri Ram was especially elated because finally her daughter spoke her first word and that too 'Om' as he had taught her. She was a quick learner and he was pleased by the fact.

"Tumne mujhe atyant harshit kiya hai Ramey, iss liye aaj tumhe bahut saari kheer milegi, gud wali." Shri Ram said.

Rameshwari giggled and clapped her hand, after her annaprashan she had taken a great liking for kheer and also lose jaggery. And both together was a match made in heaven for her.

"Kis prasannata par Shiromani ko kheer milne wali hai ?" Devi Sita asked with a smile entering the room.

"Sitey, meri Ramey ne apna pehla shabd bola." Shri Ram said joyously.

"Accha ? Maa bola ya Pita ?" Devi Sita asked curiously.

"Ramey, apni Sitey Maa ko apna pehla shabd sunao." He told his daughter.

"Om !" She happily complied.

"Aah..." Devi Sita smiled, she took some of her kajal adorning her eyes on her finger, and applies it behind her ears, causing her to giggle.

"Waise Nath, mujhe aapki aagya chahiye." Devi Sita said.

"Kaisi aagya ?" Shri Ram asked.

"Uttar Kosal ke Shravasti nagri mei Gauri poojan ka samahro ho raha hai. Uske baare mei toh aapko gyaath hi hoga." She said.

"Ha. Shravasti mei toh yeh har varsh hota hai. Rajya ki sabhi streeyo ki amantran diya jata aur keval streeya hi samellit ho sakti hai." Shri Ram said.

"Teeno Mataye apni bahuo ke saath jaane ki iccha prakat kar rahi hai. Mujhe unke saath jaane ki aagya de." Devi Sita said.

"Kya ? Tum mere bina jaaogi ?" Shri Ram asked with a frown.

"Nath, keval ek raatri ki hi baat hai." She tried to persuade.

"Sitey ek raatri ka virah bhi mujhse asahaniye hai. Tumhare bina toh mujhe swarg bhi nahi chahiye." He said.

"Nath, Mata ki iccha toh puri karni hi hogi. Aur waise bhi keval ek raatri ki hi baat hai. Kal jayenge aur parso punah laut aayenge. Aur waise bhi, aapka man lagane hetu Shiromani toh hai hi." Devi Sita said.

Shri Ram fell into thoughts for a moment, his mothers had wished for something after a long time, and as a good son he should fulfil it.

"Uchit hai Sitey, mai jaane ki aagya deta hu." Shri Ram said.

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A/N

Okay.... A very fun chapter coming up.

And btw, keep Shravasti in your mind as after Ayodhya it became the capital city of Kosal desh, and iss city ka plot se deep relation hai 🌝✨