In plain words
I will not agree, she said. These are words to deceive me, she said. Chī! Am I a deceiver? When one is merged … the Name of Rāma, there is no greater sin than this: so Hanumān was deeply hurt. One who says God is in … knows no deceit. For one who has entered God's work, no rules stand in the way. He is ready to give up even his life. So what did Hanumān say? "Eat me, he said. Saying eat me, he grew his body like a great mountain. This Siṃhikā grew a body still bigger than that. With her body grown so huge, I cannot enter you as food, and he had given his word. So this promise must be kept. So thinking, Hanumān took a small form, went into that Siṃhikā and came straight out again. I came as food. You did not eat me. My duty is done. Again, paying no heed to her, he went on with his journey.
His whole aim is on Rāma's work alone. He reached the fort. There … was there. Seeing this Laṅkiṇī, Hanumān thought, there are guards here. Taking a small form, he flew over the fort. To go back inside from there. There Laṅkiṇī saw him. O monkey, thief, are you slipping past after seeing me? Thief, she said. At that Hanumān became very angry. He was deeply troubled. Siṃhikā said, You are coming to deceive. Laṅkiṇī says, You are a thief. Chā! I am a devotee of Rāma. I am Rāma's servant. I am not a thief. How much weight Hanumān gave to every single word! He grew angry and came up to Laṅkiṇī. Who is the thief, I or your king? He watched for a time when no one was there and stole Sītā away. I have come to kill the thief, he said. I am not a thief: in this way he kept on proving his truth. He fought with her. Saying Rāmā, he struck … once on the head. Laṅkiṇī fell down. Then Laṅkiṇī fell down.
Then Laṅkiṇī spoke. I entered into an assembly of Brahmā. We prayed to know when our king's life would end. Then Brahmā said, A monkey will enter your Laṅkā. He will kill you with a single blow. Through that very monkey everything will be burnt to ashes. So from then on Rāvaṇa's death begins. Today the truth dawns on me. To be beaten by your hand and give up my life: what greater fortune could I have than this? So saying, she held Hanumān's feet tight. That was it. Rāvaṇa's end had begun. So Brahmā's word never fails.