I repeat the same delightful and glorious story; hear it, O noble souls, with reverence and attention!

Invoking Gauri and Shankara (who has a bull blazoned on his banner), I now proceed to give a full account of all these topics – what this Ramacharitamanasa is like, how it came to be, and what led to its popularity in the world.

By the grace of Shambhu a bright idea inspire the mind of Tulasidasa, which made him the poet of the Ramacharitamanasa. The author has made it as charming as his wit is able; yet listen to it sympathetically. O noble souls, and correct it.

A refined intellect is the earth and the heart a fathomless depression; the Vedas and the Puranas are the ocean, while holy men represent the clouds which rain down pure, sweet, agreeable and auspicious showers of Rama’s excellent glory.

The sportive acts of a personal God that such holy men narrate in detail are like the cleansing property of this rain-water; while loving devotion, which defies all description, represents its sweetness and coolness.

This rain is beneficial for the rice-fields of virtuous deeds, it is life itself to the faithful votaries of Rama. The same holy water, when it drops on the soil of understanding, flows in a volume through the beautiful channel of the ears and, collecting in the lovely spot called the heart, settles there. Having remained there for a long time, it becomes clear, agreeable, cool, and refreshing.

The four most beautiful and noble dialogues (namely, those between (i.) Bhushundi and Garuda, (ii) Shiva and Parvati, (iii) Yajnavalkya and Bharadvaja and (iv) between Tulasidasa and other saints) that have been cleverly composed are the four lovely ghats of this holy and lovely lake.