I have gone numb. Just don't know what to say. I am in so much awe of these great ones.
How telling are the below words:
Even a small burn on our hand can make us scream in agony.Then,imagine the tremendous pain that the women who performed jauhar experienced.The same immense burning sensation over the entire body,not even a single part was left out.And it was their own decision to jump in the fire,overcoming the slightest fears of death and suffering.
You just brought it in front of our eyes. Yes, we can't even imagine the suffering. We all can give a certificate that they sacrificed. But actually going through is way too different. They had a choice to live. But they chose their paatrivratam to it. In today's age where such values are totally lost, when we see women having lost shame, exposing at will and jumping into beds as fancy, these just strike in ad a thunderbolt. To what extent they have gone to save their honour. As you rightly said, that could have chosen life over this 'so called' honour as some our modern blood may view. Still they chose not to. I can never salute them enough.
And as a country we respected women and treated their honour with honour. As Rati pointed out the disrespect of women started with the foreigners setting their foot. Yes, one may argue about Keechaka of Mahabharata, but these were exceptions, examples of bad rulers or a powerful men, but this was not practised in general or women had to live in fear or jump in fire to save their honour. So as Rati beautifully pointed ours is such a nation which respected womanhood. And I salute our forefathers for this. My obeisance to our dharma.