Hanuman giving Sita Rama's golden ring
Dear Diary,
I am weeping again as I write this entry. But today they are tears of joy. I can't believe that just yesterday I parted ways with you asking for a sign of hope that my love is coming for me. Wow! How the gods have shown favor to me today! I was sitting in my usual spot under my favorite tree in the garden when suddenly an acorn fell on my head, or so I thought. When I looked down at the culprit that had caused me this headache, I saw the best thing I could have imagined. It wasn't an acorn at all! It was the golden ring Rama always wears on his right forefinger. I looked up, thanking the gods for this miraculous sign of hope. But to my surprise, I saw something else that was very startling: a white monkey perched on the limb!
Then the monkey said hello! Hello! A monkey who speaks? What a day! This monkey's name is Hanuman. He said he was a friend of Rama's sent to reassure me that Rama is on his way to rescue me! He told me stories about his adventure on his quest to find me. I'm not sure if I should beieve everything he told me though. His story about growing to a gigantic size and forming a bridge with his body so that the other members of the search party could cross over mystifies me, but however he managed to find me, I am grateful and thrilled. Before he scurried off he told me to worry no longer for in a short time Rama would be here to kill Ravana, destory Lanka, and rescue me! Today was the best day in so many! I will sleep happily tonight.
Yours Truly,
Sita
Dear Diary,
I'm sorry it has been so long since I have written in you. The day after my last entry everything got crazy! Rama and his allies overthrew Lanka, and the battle of all ages took place. My love was victorious in the end; Rama slayed Ravana and rescued me from captivity. Despite how happy and relieved I was to finally see, hold, and taste Rama again, the happiness did not sustain long.
My love, Rama, would not allow me to enter his home until he had tested my purity. It hurts me that despite my word that I had never let Ravana touch me he still needed reinforcement. To prove my purity, Rama built a prye and lit it on fire. Then I jumped into it, declaring that I was pure. The fire god returned me unscathed to Rama proving my innocence. I thought I would finally get to be with my love again, but I was wrong.
Rama was still forced the people of Ayodhya to abandon me by the Ganges River because everyone believed I had been tainted and corrupted by Ravana despite my purity test! How these people who had loved me once ago could have such hatred and ill thoughts toward me I will never understand. But as King, Rama was forced to do what was best for the country and he sent me away. I wonder if he would have had the strength to abandon me had he known I was carrying his two sons in my womb at the time? I will never know since I realized I had conceived shortly after being exiled. Now I love for my babies.
Yours Truly,
Sita
Dear Diary,
Today I write to you again after a long absence. I have been too upset and tired to do much of anything. My two sons, Kusa and Lava, have grown into tiny Ramas. They are the only thing that keep my heart happy and beating. They are the most handsome, smart, and adventurous little boys I could have hoped for. Valmiki, my guardian and guide through these years in abandonment, has taught them the story of Rama's life. They even sing it every day at the town gathering. It breaks my heart when I hear it because it brings back all of my memories. Will I ever feel as happy as I once did?
Yours Truly,
Sita
Dear Diary,
This is the end. I will never again write to you. I will never again see my sons. I will never again kiss my love. I have decided to end this life in exile once and for all. My sons are grown and have developed into great, strong men. My job is done on this earth. It is time that I prove my faithfulness to Rama. My mother has been calling me back to her. I have felt the ground move under my feet as a I walk and the wind whispering to me at night. She is ready to take me back.
I am going to journey with my sons to Ayodhya tonight. I will stand before all of the people, the court, and the king, Rama. I will say, "All you people who have thought me a traitor to my husband and country, it is time for you to see with your own eyes the truth since you refuse to believe what I say." Then I will ask my mother, Mother Earth, to take me home with her if I have been faithful to Rama all of my life. At that I will kiss Rama one last time and will decend below the Earth with my mother, never to be seen again. All will know that my heart and body have been completely devoted to my love always.
Goodbye Friend.
Yours Truly,
Sita