Reading Notes: Ramayana Part D

Story Source: Indian Myth and Legend by Donald A. Mackenzie

This is the part where the people start questioning her faithfulness. I was absolutely appalled by this. The fact that Rama didn't stand up for his bride and tell his people that she had already been tried, but instead he just went right ahead and exiled her. I understand that he was listening to his people, and that's great and addressing the issue was necessary, but exile was unnecessary.

If I were to rewrite this, I would give Rama a backbone and have him stand up for his bride. He is the King after all at this point and they will listen to him. I did like Valmiki and would still want him to be a character, but I'm not sure yet how to incorporate him.

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