"Could it be that Raama gave up his life, unable to bear my loss? It might
well be so. Otherwise, could he neglect me and leave me all alone these so many days?
Indeed he is happy now and with the Gods.
"I must have been guilty of many sins
to be thus left to suffer. My heart must be made of stone. How else can I suffer all this
and yet survive? Yet something tells me that Raama is alive else I should be dead!"
Then again another thought occurred to her.
"Perhaps he has resolved to spend his life in penance and has laid aside all thought
of me. No, no. How could a warrior forsake his duty and, leaving his wife in the hands of
his foe, take up the life of sanyasa? How foolish of me even to think of this! The fact is
that they do not know where I am.