Seeing Hanumaan, Seeta said to herself: "The words I heard the form I
see,-they cannot be real. I am only dreaming. One sees in one's dream what one is
constantly brooding over. How often has my mind dwelt on the story of my Lord! Is it any
wonder then that I seem to hear the tale as told by some one? It is not real, it is only a
dream.
" They say that if one sees a monkey
in a dream, it forebodes evil to one's kinsfolk. May God protect Raama from harm.1 May God
keep all harm away from Lakshmana! May God bless all my kinsfolk in Mithila!
"No, no, this is no dream. My eyes are
open and I see the same form still seated above me. There it is, clear and solid. No, this
is no dream. And I am not asleep. How can one dream without sleeping? This is no dream.
All this is real. Oh Gods! Could this indeed be a messenger from my dear Lord? Oh grant
that it be so! Oh Vaachaspati! master of speech, I salute you. Oh Agni! I salute you. Oh
Swayambhu! I salute you. Oh Gods! Protect me. May this be Raama's messenger!" |