[suspenseful music playing]
[baby crying]
'- I dropped her so far off... - No, Lakshmana.'
'Please don't give me even a hint of where you dropped her off.'
[melancholic music playing]
[intriguing music plays]
Please bless me, Mother Sita.
Bless me, your son,
so that I may complete the task entrusted to me by Rama.
[joyful music playing]
Shatrughna!
[devotional song playing]
[joyful music playing]
How is my Shri Rama?
[devotional song playing]
Both of you are great.
How can anyone be alive without their soul?
You're living like a forest dweller in the ashram
without comforts.
While Rama is living in the palace like an ascetic.
[thunder breaking]
He looks after the subjects and family
all day long.
After retiring to his room, he wears bark clothes!
Instead of royal delicacies, he eats fruits!
Then the powerful king of Ayodhya
turns into your husband.
Mother Sita, although we don't say anything,
everyone knows
that Rama is present there just physically.
His soul resides with you.
His sacrifice reflects your pain.
[melancholic song playing]
My Shri Rama is the epitome of love and commitment.
Mother Sita,
one can't be committed in the absence of love.
Both of you could sacrifice
because your love for each other is infinite.
[baby crying]
Your nephews,
Luv and Kush.
Mother Sita, can I see them?
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[Chaupai playing]
[mellow music playing]
I'll take your leave, Mother Sita.
Hold on, Shatrughna.
The glory of the two descendants of the Suryavansha lineage
should not reach Ayodhya.
Shatrughna, please don't tell anyone about them!
Not even to Shri Rama!
[thunder cracking]
Why, Mother Sita?
[dramatic music playing]
Shatrughna, a father's affection
for their children is so strong
that it can shake the resolve
of even the greatest ascetic.
If my Shri Rama's affection
for his children is kindled,
it might shake his vow, Shatrughna.
I don't want
my Shri Rama to falter
on the path of duty.
I'll follow your order, Mother Sita.
I'll take your leave.
[song playing]
[dramatic music playing]
Shri Rama.
[gloomy music playing]
[devotional song playing]
'Rama is living in the palace like an ascetic.'
[mellow music playing]
[song playing]
'Sita,'
'although you look calm and joyful,'
'you're in pain.'
'You're joyful because of our children,'
'but what about your pain?'
'Children make their mother happy.'
'However, a wife'
'feels the pain.'
'Sometimes I feel like'
'crossing all the hurdles'
'and bringing my children to you.'
'I also feel like pretending to die'
'to bring you close to me.'
'But...'
'But you're Janaka's daughter and Rama's wife.'
'You're the daughter-in-law of the Raghukul dynasty.'
[song playing]
'Sita, a man is responsible for one family,'
'but a woman is responsible for the dignity of two families.'
'However, Lord, it's unjust'
'that my sons will never receive the protection of a father.'
'And my husband won't receive the love of his children.'
'Lord, I might succumb to this pressure.'
'Sita, one feels burdened due to selfishness.'
'However, a goal makes us selfless.'
'This struggle isn't only for our children.'
'It's for our society.'
'We must get rid of sin.'
'Lord, the issue of sin and virtue'
'has turned our lives upside down.'
'Can the rakshasas ever be'
'obliterated?'
'Sita, rakshasa is a nature, not a tradition.'
'Every mind full of vices and desires is a rakshasa.'
'If it weren't true,'
'Lavanasura wouldn't have been born to Sage Madhu,'
'nor would Ravana have had a brother like Vibhishana.'
'The growth of knowledge, faith,' and contentment in society'
'will push the rakshasa nature down into Patala.'
'The Kosala kingdom will be purified.'
'Then destiny will help us meet again!'
[song playing]
Rama's story
describes the crux of Rama's life.
I must walk the same path.
- [sweeping music playing] - "Om!"
If Mother Sita were in Ayodhya,
it would have been easier
for her to raise Luv and Kush.
The queen of Ayodhya was compelled
to take refuge in an ashram.
Son Ganesha, every situation
in a person's life is important.
The importance of Devi Sita's current situation
is to impart good values to her sons
and protect them from rumours.
Ganesha, your mother, Adi Shakti,
is the Foundation of the universe.
Goddess Saraswati is the Goddess of knowledge.
Similarly, Goddess Lakshmi
is the Caretaker of the universe.
Just think about it.
Someone Who looks after the entire universe
will look after Her two sons
in the human avatar of Sita,
even in such difficult circumstances.
So, her two sons
will surely grow up to be promising children.
Luv! Kush!
[song playing]
Luv! Kush!
[song playing]
[joyful music playing]
Luv and Kush memorised all the vedas during their childhood.
Apart from that,
they memorised one more veda.
I'm talking about the life story of the supreme man, Shri Rama.
Please sit down.
[Sanskrit mantra chanting]
They were taught shastras
and trained in weaponry.
[joyful music playing]
[song playing]
[song continues playing]
On one hand, Luv and Kush
were learning the good qualities
'of valorous King Rama from their mother,'
'and on the other hand, the supreme man, Shri Rama,'
'still missed Sita.'
'Unaware of the existence of his sons,'
'he's fulfilling his duties as the king of Ayodhya.'
'He's establishing an ideal kingdom'
'through his efforts and sacrifice.'
[suspenseful music playing]
[chortling]
[explosion]
[arrow swishing]
'12 years later'
[dramatic music playing]
[arrow swishing]
'Sage Agastya gave me this weapon.'
'Shatrughna, today I'm giving you this weapon.'
'Maybe this weapon was destined to kill Lavanasura!'
'Today, this weapon'
'is ready to fulfil its duty!'
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder cracking]
[shrieking]
To save this world from ruination
after the clash of Narayana and my weapons,
I recalled my weapon.
[groaning]
[Sanskrit mantra chanting]
No! No!
Someone who acted as my weapon can't die like this!
[screaming]
[song playing]
[song continues playing]
[mellow music playing]
Come in, Lakshmana.
[melancholic music playing]
'If Mother Sita is not standing to the left of Shri Rama,'
'he may be considered the king of Ayodhya,'
'but he can't be my brother!'
Tell me, Lakshmana.
If we don't express ourselves,
we feel pained.
I vented my pain
and anger on you.
I rebelled against you.
I stayed away from you. Despite that,
you endured the pain of separation from Mother Sita and also my anger.
You're still enduring it.
I'll be separated from Sita
only if we no longer remember each other.
Lakshmana, Sita is like my breath.
And my breath will stop
As for you,
your anger reflected your love for me.
It reflected your love for your Mother Sita.
Lakshmana, love can't be wrong.
Please forgive me,
Rama!
Rama, please forgive me!
Lakshmana,
get up.
[joyful music playing]
[exhilarating music playing]