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The twenty-eighth parva observes silence, smiles, and speaks frequently. He suddenly gets up, walks aimlessly, and returns. ||26|| Then, like one possessed by a spirit, his actions were similar. The wise understood the reason for his anxiety. ||27|| They said to each other, "Who painted this maiden? Where is this painting kept in this house? It seems to be the work of Narada." ||28|| Then, hearing that the young man was deeply troubled by his actions, Narada, without hesitation, appeared before his relatives. ||29|| They greeted him with respect, offered him worship, and bowed down. "O sage, tell us, where did you see this maiden? What kind of being is she?" ||30|| "Is she a Naga princess, a celestial being, or a mortal woman who has come to this world? Have you seen her somehow?" ||31|| Narada, bearing utmost humility, said, bowing his head in wonder, "There is a city called Mithila, extremely beautiful, in this middle world. In it, there lives a king named Janaka, the son of Indraketu. ||33|| His beloved, who binds his heart, is named Videha. Their daughter, the essence of their lineage, is named Sita." ||34|| Having informed them thus, he said to the young man, "O child, do not be disheartened. This maiden is attainable for you." ||35|| "You are in this state just by seeing her form. Who can describe her gestures and illusions?" ||36|| "It is no wonder that she has captivated your heart. She can even captivate the minds of sages who are firmly established in meditation on Dharma." ||37|| "I have only depicted her form in the painting. Her beauty is inherent in her, not found elsewhere." ||38|| "She stands like a wave in the ocean of radiance born from her youthful bloom, supported by her breasts like pitchers." ||39||