Holding the Choodamani to his heart, Ramawept and with him wept Lakshmana.Rama said that it was gifted by Indra to Janaka, who had later given it to his daughter Janaki, at the time of her marriage. Looking at it born of the ocean and worshipped by the elders, Rama felt as if it was he were beholding his beloved Sita, and that he could no longer live without her. "Take me to Sita, Lakshmana!" he cried out, "How is she even alive surrounded by those fiends? Tell me more of her Hanuman. Just as medicine is to the sick, so is news of Sita to me. I shall survive listening to you talk of her, for it will quench my grief, as water quenches thirst." Rama could not believe that he was only seeing the Choodamani which bejeweled Sita and not Sita herself! "Can there be anything more tragic" he wondered aloud "will Sita live another month without me? What else did Sita tell you Hanuman?"
Summary
Holding the Choodamani to his heart, Ramawept and with him wept Lakshmana.Rama said that it was gifted by Indra to Janaka, who had later given it to his daughter Janaki, at the time of her marriage. Looking at it born of the ocean and worshipped by the elders, Rama felt as if it was he were beholding his beloved Sita, and that he could no longer live without her. "Take me to Sita, Lakshmana!" he cried out, "How is she even alive surrounded by those fiends? Tell me more of her Hanuman. Just as medicine is to the sick, so is news of Sita to me. I shall survive listening to you talk of her, for it will quench my grief, as water quenches thirst." Rama could not believe that he was only seeing the Choodamani which bejeweled Sita and not Sita herself! "Can there be anything more tragic" he wondered aloud "will Sita live another month without me? What else did Sita tell you Hanuman?"