
Hanuman’s plea to sit on his shoulder and flee, denied by Janaki
Glowing like the cool moon, having regained her composure, Sita began to speak meaningfully to Hanuman, the son of Vayu: “Hanuman, your words that Rama is consumed by grief and sorrow for me are like poisoned delight. Though sweet, they pierce my heart. God binds all beings—whether in wealth or poverty, in joy or grief—with…