Ravana took her away and kept in the Ashok Garden,

 Jai Sri Ram,

Soon Rama turned back, and there Sita heard the cry of distress, seized with fear, and said to Laxman, Go quickly, your brother is in trouble, Said the Laxman, Mother by the very play of Rama's eyebrows the entire creation is annihilated, could he ever dream of being danger,  

Sita urged him with tough words that were hard to bear, he entrusted her to the care of all sylvan gods, then none was there, Ravana reached the hermitage in the garb of a hermit, trying to deceive Sita through his delusion, soon he realized the line of safety as marked to safeguard Sita, could be cross by Sita alone in the universe, 

Pray to Sita to cross and offer him food, As soon Sita crosses the line Ravana manifests in his original form, Sita is terrified to see him and know his name, though acts as a lioness yet hard to be back in a hermitage that is safe to resort through celestial cult,

Ravana in rage now seated her in his aerial car through his occult power, and drove through the air as a frightened thief, recalling for help from all around, loud wailing all living creatures, felt distressed then manifest the Jatayu and tried his best to rescue her but failed a last and fell down, Ravana took once more Sita to his car and drove off in hast, perceiving some monkies midway perched on the hill she dropped some cloth and jewel as marks for Rama to reach, Ravana took her away and kept in the Ashok Garden, 

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Rama flew the fatal shaft which makes him fell down

 Jai Sri Ram,

Then Sita said to Rama, listen, my gracious Lord, this dear is most charming, pray to get me, true as you are to your words, Rama, even though knew all the circumstances that led Marica to assume the semblance of deer, arose with joy to accomplish the object of gods, casting a look at the deer he girded up his loin with a peace of cloth and taking his bowin hand fitted a spinning arrow, Rama cautioned Laxman that a host of demons roam about in the wood, take care of Sita with due regard to your strength and circumstances making use of your intellect and discretion, The der took flight at the sight of the Lord and Rama Ran after it pulling his bowstring, how strange that Shiva was unable to catch in meditation, that ran in pursuit of a false deer, 

At the very next moment, it ran to some distance, at a moment came to a view and next disappeared, went out of sight time and again, playing every king of vile,  taking Rama far from his hermitage, then Rama flew the fatal shaft which makes him fell down, fearful cried Laxman first with loud the Rama at Low pitch and reveal his real self, Rama visualize the love of his heart for him and sent him to his abode,

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hard to catch by

 Jai Sri Ram,

Said Marica, in your own welfare and the welfare of your race you had better return home, as he heard this flared up and abused Marica, threatened Marica, then Marica thought to hirself, if I argue further the wretch will kill me if associate him Rama will kill me, then should I killed by Rama, that would be better preposition, pondering this in mind accompanied Ravana and felt delighted with thought to have glimpse of his lord at his last,

He assured himself that my eyes would be rewarded when I beheld the most beautiful Rama, recalled the truth of Vishnu whose very wrath even confers beatitude, 

As He runs after me on foot, carrying his bow and arrow, I shall again and again turn to get a sight of my lord, no one is as blessed as I am, 

Ravana with Marica drew near the forest where Sri Rama had taken up his abode, Marica assumed the false appearance of a deer, so wonderful as to defy description, a body of gold artistically inlaid with jewels, Sita saw that deer exclusively exquisitely beautiful creature, most lovely in every limb, Sita Wanted to behold that deer but hard to catch by,

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Ravana bowed his head to Marica

 Jai Sri Ram,

There Ravana bowed his head to Marica, selfish and vile he was, the meekness of a meek creature is a source of great trouble, The bow, snake or cat, the friendly speech of a villain is as dangerous as the flowers that blossom out of season, 

After doing homage Marica respectfully enquired the reason for vising him with a disturbed state of mind, Ravana proudly repeated the whole story and said, you assume the false appearance of a wily deer, so that I may abduct the Sita, 

Marica tries to relate the might of Rama, who by nature is lord of three worlds, once while he reached to safeguard the Yajna of Vishvamitra threw a pointless shaft which threw me 800 miles in a fraction of a second, will not be good to antagonize with him, I my self reduced to the position of an insect caught in the nest of Branga, a wasp-like winged creature, Dear son, they possesses infinite might and opposing them will not be avail, 

But Can he possibly be a man, who has recklessly killed Tadaka, and Subahu, broke Shiva's bow, and slew Khar, Dushan, and Trisira,

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abide in the fire until I have completed the destruction of the demons,

 Jai Sri Ram,

Having consoled Suparankha he boasted of his strength in many ways, but retired to his palace full of great anxiety, and could not sleep the whole night,

Among gods, human beings, demons, Nagas, and birds, he thought, there is none who can withstand my servants, as for Khar and Dushna, they were as powerful as myself, who else could have killed them, 

Had it not been the Lord himself, if therefore the lord himself, the delighter of the gods and the reliever of earth's burden, has appeared on the earth, I will go and resolutely fight with him and cross the ocean of mundane existence, adoration is out of the question in the demoniac body, which is made up of ignorance, such is my resolve in thought word and deed,

And if they happen to be some mortal prince I shall conquer them both in battle and carry off the bride, having thus made up his mind, mounted his chariot and drove off alone to the spot where Marica was living by the sea shore When Laxman gone to the woods to gather roots, fruits, and bulbs, Rama Spoke to sita, Listen with care, I am going to act a lovely human part, abide in the fire until I have completed the destruction of the demons, so sooner Sri Rama told her everything in detail then Sita impressed Image of the lord's feet on her heart and entered into the fire, leaving him only of a shadow of hers, Laxman did not know the secret what rama done behind the curtain, 

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Ravana burned all over with rage when he heard

 Jai Sri Ram,

In her distress Suparankha threw herself down in the court of Ravana with many tears, Do you think that my ten-headed brother, that I should be reduced to this state even though you are alive,

Said King Ravana, tell me what has happened, who has struck off your nose and ears, two sons of Dasaratha, lord of Ayodhy, lions among men, are out hunting in the woods without fear, 

I have formed of their doings I that will rid the earth of demons, relying on the might of their arms, the hermits roam without fear, though young but terrible, are a source of delight to sages, Known in the name of Rama and Laxman, the embodiment of beauty, Laxman has done this to me,

I approached immediately Khar and Dushan, and they came to avenge but Rama slew the whole army in a trice, Ravana burned all over with rage when he heard of the destruction of Khara Dushan, and Trishara, 

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wisdom by deceit

 Jai Sri Ram,

Supankha applauded Ravana and instigated him against Rama, in great fury she rated him in the following words, discarding all thought of your realms, and exchequer you drink and sleep without political insight,

 WEALTH DIVORCED FROM VIRTUE, NOBLE DEEDS THAT HAVE NOT BEEN OFFERED TO GOD, AND LEARNING WHICH DOES NOT BEGET WISDOM IS NOTHING BUT FRUITLESS LABOUR TO THE MAN WHO HAS GAINED SUCH WISDOM OF WEALTH, TO THE DOER OF THE NOBLE ACTS, AND TO THE STUDENT RESPECTIVELY, 

A recluse is quickly undone by attachments, a King by the evil council, wisdom by deceit, modesty by drinking, friendship by want of love, and man of merit by vanity, such is the maxim I have heard, 

An Enemy, a malady, fire, sin, a master and a serpent are never to be accounted trifle, so saying with profuse laments she set to weeping,

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