Hanuman happy to sea Sita paid her his obeisance saying how fortunate he was to see her unhurt. Sita then asked him to stay on for one more day so that it would give her that much respite from her grief. She said "I am not sure if I will even be alive until you come back. It makes me sad to think that I may never again see you. I know that single handed you can vanquish these rakshasas, but rescuing me should be Rama's privilege. She even doubted if the armies of bears and vanaras could ever cross the ocean. Consoling Sita Hanuman said, "Be patient mother", he said, "for Ravana will soon be dead". Assuring Sita of the imminent invasion of the Vanara army, he strode up the mighty mountain known as Arista to launch away from its lofty heights to reach Rama. As Hanuman's pounding feet went up its slopes, the mountain shook and stones crushed under his feet came raining down. Tormented by the pressure of his feet, Arista twenty yojanas wide and thirty yojanas high shuddered, shattered and crumbled to earth. Its sublime heights lay forlorn in level with the ground and Hanuman soared away over the heaving blue ocean on his way to Rama.
Summary
Hanuman happy to sea Sita paid her his obeisance saying how fortunate he was to see her unhurt. Sita then asked him to stay on for one more day so that it would give her that much respite from her grief. She said "I am not sure if I will even be alive until you come back. It makes me sad to think that I may never again see you. I know that single handed you can vanquish these rakshasas, but rescuing me should be Rama's privilege. She even doubted if the armies of bears and vanaras could ever cross the ocean. Consoling Sita Hanuman said, "Be patient mother", he said, "for Ravana will soon be dead". Assuring Sita of the imminent invasion of the Vanara army, he strode up the mighty mountain known as Arista to launch away from its lofty heights to reach Rama. As Hanuman's pounding feet went up its slopes, the mountain shook and stones crushed under his feet came raining down. Tormented by the pressure of his feet, Arista twenty yojanas wide and thirty yojanas high shuddered, shattered and crumbled to earth. Its sublime heights lay forlorn in level with the ground and Hanuman soared away over the heaving blue ocean on his way to Rama.