One day Sita and Rama wandered far from camp, and Sita was tired.
"I'll carry you," said Rama, lifting Sita into his arms, and they headed back to the camp.
The day was hot, and drops of Sita's sweat fell to the ground, as did drops of Rama's sweat.
Later Sita and Rama saw saplings had grown where their sweat had fallen.
The saplings continued to grow and bore fruit. Sita's trees bore green fruits, and Rama's red fruits.
"We'll call these Sita-fruit!" said Rama.
"And these will be Rama-fruit!" replied Sita, laughing.
These fruits still grow in India today.
Notes: This story is on p. 314 of the book. The fruits are the sugar-apple called sitaphal and custard-apple called ramphal.
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