The message that Rama sent to Sita through Hanuman, breaks your heart. He said “Since you have gone, the rain that falls is boiling, the birds that sing prick my heart.” Rama said, “O Sita, your separation, has turned everything against me. The new leaves of the trees have become like glowing fires to me. The night is like death, the moon has become the burning sun. The collection of lotus flowers has become a jungle of darts, and the clouds are pouring boiling oil. All that was pleasant earlier has become painful now. The cool, fragrant and slow breeze is blowing like a serpent’s breath.”
Close your eyes and visualize the love of a mortal, Rama, who came as Vishnu’s avatar.
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