Mangalmandir - Maruti Edition (PDF) - Sai Kirtan Group

But would such attractions deflect the heart of Sitaaji? Would any threat give her
fear?Could any other man‘s sweet talk ever cheat the chaste woman?
The great devi Sitaaji did not even glance at Raavan nor in the least got frightened from
his threats. With words that would adore an Aryan lady, she replied: ―O wicked! I know
your power very well. In the absence of the Arya son, you abducted me. Are you not
ashamed? O sinful! By your very sin fire, your Lankaa together with your family will
invite your destruction.‖
Raavan could not endure these fire showering words of Sitaaji. Raising his sword, he
redied to to slaughter Sitaaji‘s head. But suddenly from behind a delicate beautiful held
Raavan‘s hand.
Hanumaanji noticed it was the same lady Mandodari who was sleeping before in
Raavan‘s bedroom. Thinking per chance Raavan having got up early at dawn may have
gone to Ashok garden, she had followed him.
Shaking with anger, Raavan‘s hand dropped. And seeing Mandodari, he retraced his steps
back.
But going back, he told the demonesses watching over Sitaaji that if Sitaaji desired to live
then she would have to obey the command of Raavan. Remember that Raavan‘s anger
would shake even the time!
The demonesses taking very fearful forms tried to persuade Sitaaji. But as among the bad
people there is someone good, from amongst the nasty demonesses there was a demoness
by the name Trijataa who was good natured and kind. She called all the demonesses to
her and said: ―Dear sisters! Let us go to roam in the gardens. Today the Lord of Lankaa
arrived early, so we do not to fear him!‖
That same Trijataa after midnight had related to Sitaaji about her dream. Trijataa had
seen in her dream a valorous monkey man come to Lankaa and set it alight. And she had
seen him slaughtering the heads of the demons and destroying Akshaya-kumaar.
Sitaaji was also thinking about what Trijataa had narrated to her. Were the demonesses
near her or away, she did not even notice.Sitting on the Shisham tree, Hanumaanji was
observing all. Sitaaji in half faint mood was calling out sighs ―Son of Aarya, Raam!‖ and
other words. Mother‘s each word was shaking Hanumaanji‘s heart. Suddenly,
Hanumaanji dropped from his hand the finger ring into Sitaaji‘s lap.
Seeing the jewel studded ring in her lap, Sitaaji took it in her hand and carefully
inspected it. It was impoosible for the chaste wife to not recognise her husband‘s ring!
Recognising fully the ring, she hugged it to her heart. Looking repeatedly at the ring , she
still remained unsatisfied.
A mixture of surprise and love could be seen in Sitaaji‘s heart. She began to ponder: ―O!
This is my beloved‘s ring. His name is inscribed in this ring. But how did it get here?
Could God have sent this as a present by his grace? Who would have brought it here?‖
Looking up at the tree and the surrounding area, she could not see anyone. Again she
hugged the ring to her heart and began to think:.
Sitting on the tree, Maaruti suddenly began to sing praise to Lord Sri Raam. Hanumaanji
reckined that if he went straight to the Mother, she would not have any faith in him.
Listening to the praise to Lord Sri Raam, Bhagvati Sitaaji was very pleased. She was
overjoyed coming to realise that her heart‘s delight had sent someone to her. But who is
it?
And Hanumaanji quickly alighted and began to bodily prostrate to the feet of the Mother.
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