This blessed converse between Shambhu and Uma is fraught with bliss and destructive of sorrow. It puts an end totransmigration and dispels all doubt; it delights the faithful and is dear to the saintly.

To the worshippers of Rama, there is nothing in the world so dear as this (story). By Raghunatha’s favour I have sung to the best of my ability this holy and gracious story.

In the Kaliyuga there is no other means of grace, neither abstract meditation, sacrifice, prayer, penance, vows, nor ritual worship. Meditate only on Rama, sing only of Rama; and give ear only to the sum of Rama’s infinite perfections!

Forswearing all perversity, O soul, worship him whose special vow it is to sanctify the fallen, as is declared by poets and saints, by the Vedas and Puranas. Who has not found redemption by the worship of Rama?

Listen, O stupid soul! Who has not found salvation by worshipping Rama, the purifier of the fallen? The harlot (Pingala), Ajamila, the huntsman (Valmiki), the vulture (Jatayu), the elephant and many other wretches have been delivered by him. An Abhir, a Yavana, a Kirata, a Khasha, a Chandal, and all who are the very embodiments of sin are purified if they but once repeat the name of Rama whom I adore.

Those who recite, or hear, or sing the story of the jewel of the house of Raghu wipe out the stains of the Kaliyuga and the impurities of the soul and ascend without effort to Rama’s home in heaven. Anyone who appreciates the beauty of only five or six caupais and treasures them up in his heart is delivered by the Lord Rama from the perversions caused by the five monstrous kinds of ignorance.

Rama alone is all-beautiful, all-wise, all-merciful and full of loving-kindness for the destitute; who else can compare with him as a disinterested benefactor and a bestower of final deliverance? Nowhere is there a Lord like Rama, by whose grace, however slight, even I, the dull-witted Tulasidasa, have found supreme peace.