Sita agreed with Anasuya, that the husband was indeed a god to his wife. "Regardless of the virtues or lack of them in my husband I was prepared to serve him. How much more should be my love and veneration for him who is another name for truth and compassion.He roams this world with all his senses under subjugation and is an embodiment of dharma. Rama's affection for me competes with that of my mother and father. He treats all the queens with equal love and every woman is treated like a mother. Your advice is what my mother and mother-in-law too had offered me. Savitri attained the land of the celestials by tirelessly serving her husband and so will you, by your unfailing service to sage Atri. Just as Rohini is never seen without the moon, so are you ever in the presence of your revered master. You are a noble and worshipful mother," said Sita.

Pleased with Sita's sweet words Anasuya said, "My Tapas empowers me to bestow boons. What wish of yours should I gratify?"Amazed at the tendernesswith which she was handled, Sita gently murmured that Anasuya's loving words would more than suffice and that she had no other wish. The humility with which Sita conducted herself endeared her even more to Anasuya, who tended her with a mother's love. She gave Sita a divine garland, fine clothes and exquisite jewelry. "Here are the priceless unguents that will lend your body an eternal luster, the glow of which will enhance your brilliance and will render Rama's effulgence like that of Visnu in the graceful presence of Goddess Lakshmi."

At the request of Anasuya, Sita narrated the story of her marriage to Rama. "Janaka the king of Mithila who ruled his kingdom righteously was a noble king. One day in the furrows of his field that he tilled, he found me. Born of the earth I was named Sita and came to be his cherished daughter. My father grieved like him who had lost all his wealth when the time came for me to be given away in marriage. He pondered long and deep, but could not think of one who would befit me as my consort. It was then that the idea of a Swayamvar occurred to him. In the palace of Mithila rested the mighty bow of Siva. Immovable like a mountain and incomparable in weight, it was beyond human strength. No man could even dream of moving it and noking was considered capable of bending it. Janaka invited kings, monarchs and emperors of many lands to Mithila proclaiming that he who bent and strung the bow of Siva would be given Sita his daughter, princess of Mithila.

Most kings deeming it an impossible task, awe-struck at its magnificence and power,bowed to it with reverence and leftwithout even touching it. Some tried in vain. Then came Rama accompanied by Vasishta. The formidable bow was brought into his presence. The weight of the bow was no match for the might of Rama who bent it, strung it and broke it. The fearful noise that emanated was thunderous and shook the very world even as mountains shuddered and trees trembled.

My father offered my hand in marriage to Rama as promised.Rama waited for the consent of his father Dasaratha after which was consecrated my marriage to the most divine Rama, a god incarnate. Urimala, my sister was given in marriage to Lakshmana. Foremost among the valorous is Rama and I am his wife. We are here as my lord lost the throne of Kosala to Kaikeyi's mandate." Anasuya heard the story as words of joy and sorrow fell softly from Sita's lips.