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## Forty-eighth Chapter
Then, desiring to please Sri Rama, the excellent maidens began to perform various actions. These maidens seemed to have come from the celestial realms. ||1||
They played on the veena and other instruments, sang most enchanting songs, and engaged in graceful sports and pastimes. Yet, none of these actions could stir Rama's heart. ||2||
Although he was surrounded by an abundance of all kinds of pleasures, his mind remained fixed on Sita, not swayed by the allure of worldly delights. ||3||
Like a sage absorbed in meditation on liberation, Rama, with unwavering devotion, focused solely on Sita, disregarding all other pursuits. ||4||
He did not hear the words of those maidens, nor did he see their forms. To him, the entire world was filled with Sita. ||5||
He spoke only of Sita, never of anything else. Even if he addressed another woman standing nearby, he would do so as if she were Sita. ||6||
With affection, he would ask the crow, "Brother, you travel far and wide. Have you seen Sita anywhere?" ||7||
Seeing a pair of chakwas (male and female geese) playing in a lake adorned with the pollen of blooming lotuses, he would fall into deep thought and become angry. ||8||
Fearing that the wind might have touched Sita, he would close his eyes and embrace it with great respect. ||9||
He considered the earth blessed because Sita had sat upon it. He looked at the moon as if it were despised by Sita's radiance. ||10||
He would ponder, "Has Sita been consumed by the fire of my separation? Has she reached the state of those who suffer misfortune?" ||11||
"Is this Sita? Or is it just a creeper swaying in the gentle breeze? Is this a piece of cloth, or a cluster of leaves fluttering in the wind?" ||12||