Displeased with Sita's angry words Ravana plunged head long into a harsh tirade "The more a man cajoles a woman, the more he falls into her clutches and courts her disdain. I am trying to control my fury against, you just as a master charioteer tries to rein in his wayward horses racing off track. Bound by passion, man unable to go against the wishes of his beloved even condones her acts that ought to be condemned. Death is what you deserve Sita! But may love for you prevent me from killing you, who defy me, thinking of Rama that hypocrite who pretends ascetism. In two months, ends the time I had given you to yield to my wishes and then shall you share my bed! If you still refuse to accept me as your husband you will be cooked and served as my first meal of that day. Beholding Sita being threatened and bullied by Ravana the celestial ladies who had accompanied him, wept, while some made signs of sympathy with their eyes and lips. Consoled by their gesture, brushing aside her grief, and with a courage born out of her purity, Sita voiced her anger and agony! "There seem to be none here, concerned enough in your welfare to tell you that, 'Such a thing is not done'!" None in the three worlds would covet me, who am the consort of Rama, as his wife, except you. To which world do you think you can run to escape this transgression of yours? You will die the moment Rama sees you. How dare you Ravana, look at me with such lust? Why do your fearful flaming eyes not fall out of your head, why does not your tongue that utters the unmentionable fall to the ground? Though you deserve to be reduced to ashes, I desist from it for I do not have Rama's approval, and also it will mitigate the merits of my penance. If I were with Rama you could never have touched me. For your death alone destiny has decreed you to steal me. When you boast so much of your might, why did you lure Rama away and abduct me?" Ravana who was dark as a rain cloud, large as a mountain and strong as a lion was furious. His red eyes spewed fire, his breath came out like the hiss of a serpent, and his crown wobbled, with the tremors of his rage. "Thinking of Rama that pauper who treads the path of evil, do you Sita, spurn me? I shall destroy you this instant like the Sun destroys the dark of pre-dawn," swore Ravana. He then commanded the hideous monsters guarding Sita to make her think of him with love. "Cajole her or threaten her if need be" he insisted. It was then that Ravana's first wife Dhyanamalini embraced him saying, "Desiring her who has no love for you will only bring you sorrow my lord. Choose me, for I love you and can make you happy. It is not her fault that Sita refuses to take you as her husband, for Brahma himself has deemed her unfit to share your immense wealth and your incomparable splendor. Why do you crave this strange hued mortal woman. Come revel with me!" Leaving behind the noble princess quaking with fear, Ravana's feet pounded the earth as he strode into the brilliance of his palace, dazzling like the midday sun.
Summary
Displeased with Sita's angry words Ravana plunged head long into a harsh tirade "The more a man cajoles a woman, the more he falls into her clutches and courts her disdain. I am trying to control my fury against, you just as a master charioteer tries to rein in his wayward horses racing off track. Bound by passion, man unable to go against the wishes of his beloved even condones her acts that ought to be condemned. Death is what you deserve Sita! But may love for you prevent me from killing you, who defy me, thinking of Rama that hypocrite who pretends ascetism. In two months, ends the time I had given you to yield to my wishes and then shall you share my bed! If you still refuse to accept me as your husband you will be cooked and served as my first meal of that day. Beholding Sita being threatened and bullied by Ravana the celestial ladies who had accompanied him, wept, while some made signs of sympathy with their eyes and lips. Consoled by their gesture, brushing aside her grief, and with a courage born out of her purity, Sita voiced her anger and agony! "There seem to be none here, concerned enough in your welfare to tell you that, 'Such a thing is not done'!" None in the three worlds would covet me, who am the consort of Rama, as his wife, except you. To which world do you think you can run to escape this transgression of yours? You will die the moment Rama sees you. How dare you Ravana, look at me with such lust? Why do your fearful flaming eyes not fall out of your head, why does not your tongue that utters the unmentionable fall to the ground? Though you deserve to be reduced to ashes, I desist from it for I do not have Rama's approval, and also it will mitigate the merits of my penance. If I were with Rama you could never have touched me. For your death alone destiny has decreed you to steal me. When you boast so much of your might, why did you lure Rama away and abduct me?" Ravana who was dark as a rain cloud, large as a mountain and strong as a lion was furious. His red eyes spewed fire, his breath came out like the hiss of a serpent, and his crown wobbled, with the tremors of his rage. "Thinking of Rama that pauper who treads the path of evil, do you Sita, spurn me? I shall destroy you this instant like the Sun destroys the dark of pre-dawn," swore Ravana. He then commanded the hideous monsters guarding Sita to make her think of him with love. "Cajole her or threaten her if need be" he insisted. It was then that Ravana's first wife Dhyanamalini embraced him saying, "Desiring her who has no love for you will only bring you sorrow my lord. Choose me, for I love you and can make you happy. It is not her fault that Sita refuses to take you as her husband, for Brahma himself has deemed her unfit to share your immense wealth and your incomparable splendor. Why do you crave this strange hued mortal woman. Come revel with me!" Leaving behind the noble princess quaking with fear, Ravana's feet pounded the earth as he strode into the brilliance of his palace, dazzling like the midday sun.