They would know that I have come from their enemy and in disguise, and they would
bring the Raakshasas to attack me. A great battle would ensue. Of course I shall slay most
of them, but the task of comforting Seeta and bearing news of her to Raama would be
jeopardised if I were to be captured and held a prisoner here. This would never do. Even
if I escape being caught and come out successful in the struggle, I might be wounded and
lose strength and be unable to cross the sea.
What then would I have gained having seen
Seeta? One should never do things in a hurry. One should keep in mind one's main business.
King Sugreeva and Raama are confidently awaiting my return. Even a little fault on my part
now may lead to great disaster. "The first thing to do is to get speech
with Seeta and put joy and hope in her heart.
I must approach her in such a way that she
can never for a moment entertain a doubt about my good faith. "Well, I shall recite
in a sweet low tone, and for her hearing only, the story and virtues of Raama. Her heart
would then be filled with joy and trust, displacing suspicion. Only thus can I
proceed." So he thought and, still hidden by the branches of the tree, he began
to utter in a low voice, the sweet words, "Raama," "Raama." |