The Visitor in the Garden
I have again tried to compose a scene from the famous epic Ramayana here. This story describes what might have happened when Hanuman, Lord Ram's divine vanar companion, reaches Lanka and meets Ram's wife Sita who was kidnapped by Lanka's king Ravana.
In the green abode of Ashoka Vatika, Sita woke up again. Every night she forced herself to sleep properly and every night she couldn't sleep for more than four hours and she woke up often in between. In the mornings, she tried to focus on the chirping birds and the dancing of the squirrels, the rustling of the leaves and on the flow of the winds. But now, in the night all the animals were inside and even the rustling of the leaves terrified her because whenever she heard the faintest voice she thought that the demon king Ravana was coming to make her life more miserable than it already was.
Ravana had took away everything from her. Sita was the wife of Lord Rama, who would very soon become the King of Ayodhya, and although they were supposed to live in the royal palace, fate somehow brought Sita, Rama and her brother-in-law Lakshman to the forest for fourteen years. Sita had been brought up as a Princess in the palace of Videha, her kingdom. But she had adjusted to her life in the forest, in fact, the simple life had started to appeal to her more than the one she spent inside the four walls. She liked how the ground of the forest, with leaves, dropped fruits and roots of trees scattered everywhere, felt on her feet. Often, many sages have asked her how a princess like her has this easily accepted this simple life of hermitage and she had only one answer to give them- she was with the love of her life. As long as she had her husband with him, every pain she had felt in her life seemed dull.
But just when things appeared to improve, Ravana took her away from her husband with his trickery. Now she was in Lanka, which was an entire sea across from where she had been living with Ram and Lakshman before her kidnapping. Sita had been waiting for months for any news of Ram, but...
In the green abode of Ashoka Vatika, Sita woke up again. Every night she forced herself to sleep properly and every night she couldn't sleep for more than four hours and she woke up often in between. In the mornings, she tried to focus on the chirping birds and the dancing of the squirrels, the rustling of the leaves and on the flow of the winds. But now, in the night all the animals were inside and even the rustling of the leaves terrified her because whenever she heard the faintest voice she thought that the demon king Ravana was coming to make her life more miserable than it already was.
Ravana had took away everything from her. Sita was the wife of Lord Rama, who would very soon become the King of Ayodhya, and although they were supposed to live in the royal palace, fate somehow brought Sita, Rama and her brother-in-law Lakshman to the forest for fourteen years. Sita had been brought up as a Princess in the palace of Videha, her kingdom. But she had adjusted to her life in the forest, in fact, the simple life had started to appeal to her more than the one she spent inside the four walls. She liked how the ground of the forest, with leaves, dropped fruits and roots of trees scattered everywhere, felt on her feet. Often, many sages have asked her how a princess like her has this easily accepted this simple life of hermitage and she had only one answer to give them- she was with the love of her life. As long as she had her husband with him, every pain she had felt in her life seemed dull.
But just when things appeared to improve, Ravana took her away from her husband with his trickery. Now she was in Lanka, which was an entire sea across from where she had been living with Ram and Lakshman before her kidnapping. Sita had been waiting for months for any news of Ram, but...