Raavana's chamber, which Hanumaan now entered, was a very ocean of delight.
Countless lovely women lay sleeping in the spacious chamber, some linked arm in arm and
all in dishabille and the careless attitudes of sleep, making the place look like garden
of bright, flower-laden creepers.
With his spirit controlled by dharma,
Hanumaan looked at all these sleeping women, each more beautiful than the other and all
filled with joy and love, to see if any of them could be Seeta. Raavana's power to take
what shape he would and to please all women was evident from the sight of these lovely
Hanumaan pulled himself together
reproachfully at his own folly in supposing for a moment that Seeta could be in that
sensual paradise of happy damsels. "It is certain that Seeta is not in this crowd.
What a fool am I to search for her in this company! This is no place for her."