Exactly when the Maharaja went to the dining chamber and sat down to consume his royal morning breakfast or food, right then Rupanjan, walking with slow steps from the chamber of the royal physician, arrived and appeared in that dining chamber. Observing Rupanjan approach in front of him, the Maharaja was quite surprised. Leaving the food from his hand, he uttered, "Ah, Rupanjan! Why did you arrive over here leaving your own room this morning, re child? You possess a terrible pain in your body, an injury has been inflicted upon your back. I had indeed stated clearly to the guards that your nutritious morning food should be delivered to your own bedroom itself, served on a royal platter! Why did you labor to walk up to here?"
Sitting upon a wooden chair in front of the Maharaja, Rupanjan uttered in an extremely humble tone, "No, no, Maharaja! Food does not have to be delivered to me in that manner in a royal room. The pain of my back is quite less compared to before. I will sit over here itself with you and consume like an ordinary human being. I do not have to consume luxury like a massive landlord or a prince, Maharaja. Because I know extremely well, 2 difficult tests of mine are still remaining to be given. Until and unless I am able to pass those 2 tests extremely successfully and peacefully, till then I do not consider myself as anyone belonging to this kingdom, and it does not behave me at all to consume executing this kind of landlord posture. I will sit over here itself and consume with everyone."
Hearing this deep self-respect, humility, and extreme sense of duty of Rupanjan, the Maharaja became extremely delighted and supremely satisfied within his mind. He thought within his own thoughts, "Wah! This boy is not merely patient, he is terribly duty-bound and a man of the soil! To search out a greedless, pure diamond-like boy like this in this era is truly a matter of massive fortune!"
Over here, while the test of Rupanjan's patience is progressing in the kingdom of Junagarh, over there, in the far-away royal palace of Rupanjan's own kingdom, another theatrical situation was developing. Snigdha's own younger sister, that is, Pravasha, had been weeping continuously day and night for the past 2 days by closing the door of her own bedroom. The water of her eyes was not halting under any circumstances. Within her mind, merely a single intense agony and melancholy was burning like a fire.
Pravasha, while writhing and lying down upon her own bed, thought within her mind, "He Bhagwan! Into what ocean of sin did I plunge myself! How was Didi able to recognize the Rupanjan who is dearer than my life from within her own mind? How was Didi able to love Roop? Roop indeed is merely my love! He is the first man of my life, my first romance! I will not allow Rupanjan to become the possession of that selfish, devil Didi under any circumstances! I desire him, I definitely desire him! Because Roop is the first love of my life, and I cannot let the first love of my life slip away out of my hands by not obtaining him in this manner, I cannot under any circumstances!"
Wiping the water of her own eyes, Pravasha thought again, "Even otherwise, Roop knows me extremely well; on the day of that occurrence at the royal palace, he had behaved so beautifully, so well with me! Had Roop known that I am the own sister of his loved person, Snigdha Didi, then perhaps he would have executed a showy good behavior, that is correct. But if he comes to know today that I myself have accepted him as the king of my own mind, that I desire to pour out my intense love completely to him, then perhaps, contemplating about Didi, he would reject me in a single blink! What shall I execute now, Bhagwan? You alone show me the path! Will I snatch away Didi's love by force of body for my own self-interest? Or will I proceed right in front of Rupanjan and utter all the accumulated love of my mind candidly? I am unable to comprehend anything at all!"
Right then, suddenly a knocking sound occurred upon the door of Pravasha's room— thud, thud! Receiving the sound of the door, Pravasha was startled. Wiping the water of her eyes hastily with her own veil and managing the pale posture of her face somehow, she went and opened the door of the room. The moment the door opened, she observed that her elder brother, Prafulla, was standing outside. Prafulla felt extremely sorrowful upon witnessing this kind of faded and weeping-soaked face of his own sister, and holding her by the hand, he brought her inside the room and seated her upon the bed with supreme affection.
Sitting beside Pravasha and fondling her head with his hand, Prafulla uttered in an extremely grave yet soft voice, "Observe sister Pravasha! You are my own gold-piece sister. However much you may conceal the statements of your own mind near me, I have, on the contrary, come to know all the truth of your mind! I had deployed a lot of inquiries all around the royal palace and through people. Since you had halted me that day by making me swear an oath, therefore you were unable to utter anything to me from your own mouth, that is correct; but applying my own intellect, I have made inquiries and have come to know completely today what the actual cause of this weeping of yours day and night is, and exactly what the actual mystery of your behaving like a crazy person in this manner is!"
Hearing this statement of her brother, Pravasha received a massive fear within her mind. Managing her own trembling voice, she uttered, "Brother! You... exactly what have you come to know regarding me, speak look here? Kindly tell me! The mind-temperament of mine is not good at all now, open up and tell me!"
Prafulla then, releasing a long sigh and taking the two hands of Pravasha within the grasp of his own hands, uttered, "Sister, I have come to know precisely this that our elder sister Snigdha and that Junagarh boy Rupanjan—the two of them love each other intensely. And you... you, without your own knowledge, have loved that Rupanjan, accepting him as the person of your own mind! That is, the very same boy whom Snigdha loves accepting as her groom-to-be, you too have loved that same boy within your thoughts, considering him the first romance of your life! Precisely for that reason, you were repeatedly desiring to observe the photograph of Rupanjan near me that day, you were repeatedly taking so much information regarding Roop! This time, I have unraveled all of your mind clearly, sister. And you are breaking down internally now, contemplating precisely this—how you fell in the love of your own Didi's loved person! But sister, you yourself did not know beforehand that Rupanjan was actually Didi's loved person, isn't that so, re sister? Had you known beforehand, would you have ever extended your own hand of love toward Didi's groom-to-be? Speak sister, did you know beforehand?"