Hari Om.
Let us begin the twenty fifth sarga of the sundara kAnDam by offering our prostrations at the lotus feet of SrIrAma and our sathguru.
Given a free hand by a desperate rAvaNa to ensure her acceptance, the ogresses who were supposed to protect her, began to torture her in all ways possible. There was some persuasion and more of slander of rAma and the warning of the dire consequences if she didn’t fall in line. They threatened her with her very life and their true cannibalistic nature was coming out in the open as they salivated at the prospect of making a meal of her. The brave woman who could stand the vulgar verbal onslaught of rAvaNa was feeling helpless for once. She was not afraid of death, but only of the ignominious end that would come to the glorious wife of rAma if the ogresses were to go ahead. But she was very firm, no matter what, she would not budge and would go down remembering rAma. All the while hanumAn was watching her and perhaps wondering how he should spring into action. Time was running out for him as her spirits were hitting rock bottom. Onwards…
As the uncouth rAkshasis(ogresses) tormented sItA thus with foul and harsh words, the noble minded woman was very hurt and with a choked voice firmly said – “a human should never become the wife of a demon. You all are free to gobble me but I will not follow your words”. Surrounded by the demonesses, the godly sItA was devastated with this torture meted out to her by rAvaNa. She shrunk her trembling limbs into her and resembled a deer hounded by a pack of wolves.
तस्याः सा दीर्घविपुला वेपन्त्या सीतया तदा।
ददृशे कम्पिनी वेणी व्यालीव परिसर्पती।।5.25.9।।
The long braid of hair of the trembling sItA looked like a sliding serpent! She held on to a fully bloomed branch of the aSOka tree, the devastated woman was thinking of her husband rAma and her bosom was thoroughly drenched by the copious flow of tears. She could discern no end to this sorrow. In utter dejection, defeated by sorrow, she wept. She wailed “alas rAma, alas lakshmaNa, alas kausalyA, alas sumitrA” and said –
“The adage given by the learned that death is hard to come when it is not due for either man or woman is indeed true. I am seized and tortured by these ogresses and every moment of this life without rAma is impossible to live. I am ill-merited and wretched slated for an inglorious death like an orphan. My situation is like an over burdened ship in the middle of ocean hit by stormy winds. Without my husband and in the captivity of these demonesses I am decaying like the bank of a river does at the onslaught of water.
Fortunate are the ones who behold the lotus like beautiful countenance of my lord who speaks sweetly and has the majestic gait of a lion. Like someone who has consumed strong poison, my life is impossible without rAma. Fie! What kind of sin might I have committed in another life that this terrible tragedy has struck me? I was to give up this life that is engulfed by expansive distress in which I cannot see rAma. Fie on such a human life, fie on being a captive, for I can’t even give up life at my will”.
धिगस्तु खलु मानुष्यं धिगस्तु परवश्यताम्।
न शक्यं यत्परित्यक्तुमात्मच्छन्देन जीवितम्।।5.25.20।।
Here we conclude the twenty fifth sarga of the sundara kAnDam of SrImath vAlmiKi rAmAyaNam and humbly offer it at the lotus feet of SrIrAma. Hari: Om!
jAi SrIrAma.
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