Shankar bows at the Lord's feet, and as he remembers Rama the resolve comes: in this body there will be no union with Sati. Steady in mind, he walks home remembering Raghubir. A voice speaks from the sky: glory to Mahesh, you have made devotion firm; who but you could take such a vow? Hearing it, Sati asks hesitantly what vow he has made, but however she asks, Tripurari does not tell. The sorathas: Sati guesses that the all-knowing one knows everything. I deceived Shambhu, she thinks, a woman being by nature dull and unknowing. Love mixes like milk and water, but once the sourness of deceit falls in, they part and the taste is gone.