One of these female demons, Trijata by name, was devoted to Rama’s feet and perfect in spiritual wisdom. She summoned all her companions and told them of a dream and exhorted them to serve Sita and bless themselves.

'In my dream,’ she said, ‘a monkey set fire to Lanka and slew the whole demon army. As for the Ten-headed Ravana, I saw him mounted on an ass, all naked, with his heads shaven and all his twenty arms hacked off.

In this fashion he went his way to the south; and it so appeared that Lanka had passed into the hands of Vibhishana. Rama’s victory was proclaimed (by beat of drum) throughout the city; it was then that the Lord sent for Sita.

This dream, I loudly proclaim, will assuredly be accomplished within a few days.’ They were all dismayed when they heard her words and fell at the feet of Janaka’s daughter.

Then they all dispersed in different directions, and Sita anxiously thought within herself: ‘At the end of a month the vile demon will slay me.’

With folded hands she said to Trijata: ‘Mother, you are my only companion in adversity. Speedily devise some plan that I may be rid of this body, for this bereavement, so hard to bear, can no longer be endured.
Bring some wood and build a pyre, and then, mother, set fire to it. So prove the genuineness of my love, wise dame. Who could bear to listen to Ravana’s words that pierce the ear like a shaft?

Bring some wood and build a pyre, and then, mother, set fire to it. So prove the genuineness of my love, wise dame. Who could bear to listen to Ravana’s words that pierce the ear like a shaft?