demons are like so many moths

 Jai Sri Ram,

Sita was so absorbed in love the moment she heard Rama's message, that she lost all consciousness of her body, 

Said Hanuman, Mother, collect yourself and fix your thoughts on Sri Rama, the delight of the servants,

Reflect on the glory of the Lord and shake off all faintness upon my word, 

The host of demons are like so many moths, while the shafts of the Lord are like flames, have courage in your heart, Mother, and take the demons as consumed, 

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Know this to be the essence of my love

 Said Hanuman to SIta, the message of Rama to you, that even since I have been separated from you Sita, everything to me has become its reverse, 

The fresh tender leaves on the tree look like tongues of fire, ,,,, Night appears as the night of dissolution, ,,,,,, The moon scorches like the sun,,,,,, Beds of lotuses are like so many spears planted on the ground, ,,,,,, While rains pour boiling oil as it were, ,,,,,, Those that were friendly before have now become tormenting,,,,, The cool soft breezes are now like the breath of a serpent, 

One's agony is assuaged to some extent by speaking of it but to whom shall I speak about it,

For there is no one who will understand, the reality about the cord of love that binds you and me, dear, is known to my soul alone, and my soul ever abides with you,

Know this to be the essence of my love, 

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compose yourself now

 Jai Sri Ram,

Said Sita, Wherefore has the tendered-hearted and compassionate Lord become so hard-hearted, does he ever remember me, he who is by nature natural disposition a source of delight to his servants, 

Will my eyes be ever gladdened by the sight of his swarthy and delicate limbs, words failed her, and eyes swam with tears, Ah, my lord, you have entirely forgotten me, seeing Sita's distressed Hanuman addressed in soft and polite ascent,

Lord and his younger brother are doing well, except for the fact that all-merciful is sorrowful because of your sorrow, do not feel waxed at heart mother, Rama loves you twice as much as you love him, 

Mother, compose yourself now, and hear the message of Sri Rama, even as he uttered these words, the monkey's voice chocked with emotion, and his eyes filled with tears,

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come as a veritable bark

 Jai Sri Ram,

Said Hanuman I solemnly swear by the all-merciful Lord himself, that this ring has been brought by me, O mother, Sri Rama gave it to me as a token for you, 

Said Sita, tell me what brought about this fellowship between a man and a monkey, then Hanuman explained the circumstances in which a union was brought about between man and monkeys,

As she heard the monkey's affectionate words Her soul trusted him and she recognized him to be a servant of the all-merciful Lord in thought, word, and deed, 

Perceiving him to be a devotee of Sri Hari She developed an intense affection for him, her eyes filled with tears, and a thrill ran through her body, to me who was being drowned in the ocean of desolation, dear Hanuman, you have come as a veritable bark, Now tell me, I adjure you, the welfare of all merciful Sri Rama, and his younger brother, 

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I AM SRI RAMA'S MESSENGER MOTHER JANAKI

 Jai Sri Ram,

The moment seemed like an age to Hanuman as he beheld Sita extremely distressed due to her separation from her Lord, taking thought within himself he dropped down the signet as though the Ashoka tree had thrown a spark in response to her prayer, 

She sprang up with joy and took it in her hand, identifying it to be a ring of her lord, Rama's name engraved on it, looked at it with wonder, agitated at heart with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow, 

She thought to herself that Rama was invincible who had brought this, who could conquer Rama, such a divine ring cannot be prepared otherwise, even conjuring a trick is not possible, then she indulged in fantasies of various kinds,

Hanuman spoke in honeyed accents and began to recount the praises of Rama, the moment it reached her ear her grief escaped all the way, listened with all her soul, Hanuman narrated the whole story from the very beginning, wherefore does she who told this tale, which is like nectar to my ears, not reveal herself, thereupon Hanuman drew near to her, Sita sat with her back turned towards him, full of amazement, I AM SRI RAMA'S MESSENGER MOTHER JANAKI, 

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spark of fire

 Jai Sri Ram,

All the demonesses dispersed in various directions and Sita anxiously thought within herself, at the end of a long month this monster will slay me, With joined Palm she said to Trijata, Mother you are my only companion in adversity, quickly devise some means whereby I may cast off this body, for this dissolution, hard to bear, can no longer be endured,

Bring some wood and put up a pyre my mother, and set fire, to prove the genuineness of my love for my lord,

Trijata clasped the feet of Sita and said, O tender lady fire cannot be had at night, so saying she left the place,

Sita said to herself, Heaven itself has turned to hostile to me, there is no fire to have, and I can not be cured of my agony, the spark of fire is visible in the sky in the form of stars for me yet heaven refused to rain a spark for my cause,

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chose either accept my offer or sword

 Jai Sri Ram,

Hearing himself likened to a glow worm and Sri Ram compared to the sun and exasperated at her harsh words, Ravana drew out his sword and said,

You have insulted me, will cut your head, Mandodary intervened and stopped Ravana, Spoke the Ravana, and chose either accept my offer or sword, having instructed to demonesses to scare Sita all the possible ways he went to his palace, 

One of the demonesses Trijata by the name devoted to the lotus feet of Rama and perfect in spiritual wisdom, summoned all her companions and told about the dream she had last night, exhorted them to serve Sita, thus bless themselves, as she had seen Ravana mounted on the donkey in the plightful state, the kingdom of Lanka passed on to Vibhishan,

Rama's victory was proclaimed throughout the city, I loudly proclaimed, that it would come true in a few days, hence they were all dismayed to hear her words and fell at the feet of Sita, 

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