Even before they came to know who the other one is, even before they knew their names, even before a word could be exchanged they fell in love. Kamban is so thrilled of having captured the ineffable that he ecstatically describes the state of mind that Janaki is in extenso. Sita is indeed in a state of delirium of the delight of having seen her Rama, though she is not aware of his name, of the fact that he is the prince from Ayodhya. Now she would think of his gait; now she would bring his cheerful countenance to her mind; now would she recollect that warm smile.
'indhira niilam oththu iruNda kunjiyum,' it was not his long flowing hair, black as the inky night;
'chandhira vadhanamum' neither was it the face glowing like the full moon;
'thaazhndha kaigaLum' nor was it the strong arms that reach up to his knees;
'sundara maNi varaith thOLumE ala,' nor was it the well-shaped, muscular stone-line shoulders. 'mundhi en uyirai am muruval uNdadhE.' It was his smile. That smile of his just sipped my soul away.
'aa-jaanu-baahu' is what Rama is known as. People tend to think
aajaanubahu means a tall and athletic personality. No.
'jaanu' in Sanskrit means 'knee'. 'Baahu' is the word for arm. 'Long arms that reach up to the knees' is what is meant by the expression
aajaanubahu. That is indicative of the majesty of stature. It was not his handsome features or the majesty of his stature
'thaazhndha kaigaLum' - incomparable as they were - that made me fall in love with this unknown boy. Before I could see any of those features, before I could even realise what was happening, his smile that took me away. That drank the very source of life from me in one clean sip.
Who could this boy be! Who would tell me! O he is not the cupid, for the bow that he carried was not made of sugarcane. Who was this cloudlet that walked with the (rain)bow in hand! Where from does he come and what could his name be!
Rama was overcome by similar feelings too. Viswamitra had taken him to Janaka that evening. The three of them were staying in the guesthouse. For the very first time in his entire life, so far, we hear from the mouth of the Poet that 'Rama was alone.'
'muniyum thambiyum pOi murayaal thamakku iniya paLLigal eydhiya pin' After the sage and Lakshmana retired to their respective bedchambers,
'kangulum, thingaLum, thaniyum, thaanum ath thaiyalum aayinaan.' He was all alone with the night, the moon, the loneliness, himself and the maiden (residing in his mind) to keep company. He was with himself, in the dark of night, under the moonlight, bringing the memory of the enchantress that he saw when he entered
Mithila.
For the first time he is alone, with not even Lakshmana by his side. And the feeling is so tender, so personal and so private that he does not divulge this even to Lakshmana. That is the first and only secret that he had kept unknown to his alter ego, the soul that functions from outside his body, his endeared brother.