Canto 37 - Aborted Move
In time Seetha gave Hanuman
The key to state of mind of hers.
That my man is so constant
Lifts my spirits all well to skies
But the news of his despair
Pulls me down back to square one.
Vices if were to drag down
Man on road of his misery
In the plenty of riches
Forever loses man his course
Can one really overcome
What is ordained by his fate?
Won’t my story underscore
Aspect this of life on earth.
In the high seas of sorrows
Boat of my life as capsized
Can my man ever carry me
To the joyous shores of life?
When Rama would bring nadir
Closer to the Lankan shores?
Tell Rama to beat deadline
Set by Ravan for my death.
For Ravan to snuff my life
Left are just but two more months.
Plead did my case Vibhishan
But paid deaf ear his sibling.
Won’t make my man Ravan pay
The price for treating me badly?
Told me Anala in person
Daughter dear of Vibhishan.
Aid de Ravan Avindhya
Advised his Lord in public
‘Better give Seetha to her man’.
Averred Ravan’s ablest aide
Lands when Rama in Lanka
That would be the end of it.
Sixth sense of mine seems to tell
That my man would come for sure.
It’s not in Ram to leave his wife
High and dry in enemies’ hands.
Know I know that he did kill
Demons in thousands at one go.
Know I my man can tackle
Ticklish things as one trivia
Strike his arrows his enemies
As would lightning its targets.
Felt glad Hanuman he induced
Hope in Rama’s distressed spouse.
To cheer Seetha all the more
Assured he then Ram would come.
Or else why not escape now
Carry thee would on my back
And land thee in thy man’s lap.
Permit if thou I would pluck
Lanka from its roots in earth
And place it at the feet of Ram.
Either way it helps thee meet
Man thine who is in thy wait.
Be that as it may thy man
Is all set to rescue thee.
Choose if thou to come with me
Cuts that short thy separation.
Make up thy mind Rama’s wife
Leave thus thou this Ravan’s den.
Rest as thou on my strong back
Fly I would at Mach two speed.
Thee as I fly back to Ram
None of Ravan’s could catch up.
Came as I here in flicker
Won’t we slip back in whisker?
Amused at what Hanuman said
Spoke then Seetha to him thus:
With due respect to thyself
To take me over sea this wide
More it takes than simian jumps.
Tell me how with tiny frame
Thou me carry on thy back?
Words those Seetha’s naïve uttered