Beholding Sita who was wearing a bark garment, like one without a support, though having a husband, all the people cried bitterly exclaiming Oh ! Dasaratha, fie on you. [2-38-1]
स निःश्वस्योष्णमैक्ष्वाक स्तां भार्यामिदमब्रवीत् | कैकेयि कुशचीरेण न सीता गन्तुमर्हति || २-३८-३
The descendant of the Ikshvakus (Dasaratha), heaving hot sighs, said to his wife 'Oh ! Kaikeyi, Sita does not deserve to go (to the forest) in garment of kusa grass. [2-38-3]
इयं हि कस्यापकरोति किञ्चि त्तपस्विनी राजवरस्य कन्या | या चीरमासाद्य जनस्य मध्ये स्थिता विसंज्ञाश्रमणीव काचित् || २-३८-५
Sita, daughter of Janaka, the greatest among kings, stands amidst people wearing bark garment like an ascetic with her senses switched off. To whom and what harm has she done? [2-38-5]