In plain words
Once Sumitrā, peeling an orange and taking out the segments one by one, gave them names, ‘This is Rāma, this is Lakṣmaṇa, this is Bharata, this is Śatrughna, this one is Sītā,’ and took delight in it. She rejoiced greatly that daughters-in-law with such holy and broad feelings had fallen to their lot. The daughters-in-law who came, too, honoured their mothers-in-law greatly. The sons too looked after their mothers very lovingly. Rāma, Lakṣmaṇa, Bharata and Śatrughna, all four, stood by a single word. Their wives were just the same! That is why the name ‘Rāmarājya’ for the kingdom Rāma ruled was true to its meaning. So you who are born in this land of Bharata must be true Bhāratīyas, and be ‘tīya’, sweet. You must not look down on anyone in any matter at all. Before we eat, we should wait, watching whether any beggars might come to our house, and give to them. Only when such a spirit of sacrifice is in you will true enjoyment come to you.
Students! We must regard the festivals we celebrate in this sacred land of Bhārata as sacred days. Today is Vijayadaśamī. Hoping that every day of our lives may pass as such a festival day, all must live together in harmony.
Together, in harmony, let us grow; together, in harmony, let us go about; together, in harmony, let us nourish the understanding we have gained; together, in harmony, without discord, let us live in friendship.
All of you must live together in harmony. You must give joy to your parents. You must worship your mother with great Prema. If you live that way, the country will flourish in festivity without end, its doorways ever hung with green garlands. On this Vijayadaśamī day you must learn all these things, put them into practice from tomorrow, and become an example to all. Everyone's face must be bright with smiles and radiance. No one should put on a castor-oil face. Our children never put on such a face. I know. Love All, Serve All