chaya sita or real sita ? - Page 3

You may chain this body, devoid of all feelings, trample upon it. "Put this body, which is insentient (by itself), in chains or cause it to be put to death as you will. This body is not to be preserved by me, not even life, O ogre!" (Ibid, Sloka 21)

You may even put me to death. I don't care for this body any more or even afraid of giving up my life. I am the wife of the descendant of Raghu, the son of Dasaratha, the valiant and invincible Rama. I will not move an inch away from that position.

she called herself "This body". If you torture, if you torment, do not think that you are doing it to me. It would only be my body that would suffer, and not me. And if you think of putting this body to death, you may do so. 'na idam shariiram rakSyam me jiivitam vaa api raakSasa' I myself would not preserve it in such circumstances. I do not care if I have to shed my life. 'I would rather allow this body to shatter into pieces than to bend under your pressure

This was an unexpected move for ravana... this woman remains as solid as a rock. 'I would rather allow this body to shatter into pieces than to bend under your pressure,' is how she hits him back, that too with a blade of grass! Ravana has wielded every kind of weapon, including the sword that he received from Lord Maheswara.

Nothing seemed to be more potent than this thin blade of grass! The sword of Shankara gave him the power to kill. But this blade of grass, which she does not even hold, does something more than that! No steel was as powerful as this one. This deters him from action! This does not make his body bleed, of course. But it does make his heart bleed. This does not kill him of course. But it does kill his pride; his ego; his impression that he could have his way with anyone at any time, with the right tactics, right move and the right pressure.

The great strategist that Ravana was, he quickly saw another way. He knew that rock couldn't be bent. But he did know that it could be worn down. Great rocks could be worn with a piece of chisel over a period of time, and could be sculpted upon. But that takes time. It could not be done immediately. Let me try that way, he must have thought. He did not realise this rock, instead of getting shaped as he pleased, would slide on him and crush him to death.

His hair stood on end, says the Poet, by the way she challenged him. 'siitaayaa vacanam shrutvaa paruSam roma harSaNam.' On hearing her words, his hair stood on end. This did not happen to him even during the battle with Yama! He decided to try wearing her rock-like will down and came out with this threat. "Hear my warning, O Princess of Mithila! I allow you (an interval of) twelve months, O comely and youthful lady! If you do not yield to me within this period, O lady with love by smiles, my cooks will cut you into small pieces for my breakfast." ...

so actually kamban implied she put the grass blade infront of her as kind of rekha tht she drew for herself... this blade of grass is often considered as sita's rekha😳