Lakshman Rao U
The daughter of Janaka, Sita, felt a rush of joy as fate gently turned its wheel in her favour. The words of Sarama, like soft rains upon parched soil, brought solace to her weary heart. With a voice sweet as spring and a smile of hope, Sarama pledged her aid. She declared her power to…
In grievous defiance of his noble lineage—born of the sage Visravasu—the demon-king Ravana descended into the dark caverns of sorcery. He embraced black magic, wielded heinous illusions, and spun a web of vile deceits. By conjuring a false vision of Rama’s severed head, he dared to violate the sacred bond between the living and the…
Though his spies returned with truth, revealing the divine might and noble lineage of each monkey warrior stationed at Lanka’s borders, Ravana, the ten-headed king, sat in the shadows of unrest. He knew now in the depths of his cunning heart that these were no ordinary foes. Born of gods, gifted with celestial strength, the…
When the spies of Lanka returned, their words came not with fear, but with the weight of truth. One among them, Suka, stood before the ten-headed king Ravana, and thus Spake he: “O Lord of Lanka! Behold, the simian forces rise like elephantine herds of the Vindhyas. Their multitude covers the earth like groves of…
When the demon-king Ravana received the report of the spy duo—Sarana and Shuka, whose lives had been spared by the gracious Rama—a dark cloud of anxiety gathered in his mind. Though his outward declarations were proud and thunderous, within, his thoughts were troubled and agitated. His heart, though sheathed in pride, could not ignore the…
The wise, bold, and penetrating analysis of the son of Vayu touched the silent chords of Rama’s heart, stirring deep admiration for such practical and congenial discernment regarding Vibhishana. Fully convinced and inwardly pleased by this scientific study of past, present, and future, Rama found the counsel riskless and advantageous for the grand endeavour of…
Amid the mighty court of Lanka, where grandeur echoed with every breath of pride, stood Vibhishana—noble of heart, righteous in mind, and unmatched in counsel, his wisdom rivaling even that of Brihaspati, preceptor of the gods. Yet the virtues he bore, like fragrant incense in a hall of filth, were stifled by the corrupt air….
Though Kumbhakarna’s counsel was laced with a tone of loyalty, his opening words bore the mark of bold correction—words that stung Ravana’s pride and stirred within him a tempest of rage. The demon king, uneasy and brimming with wounded ego, rode the steeds of selfishness and delusion, spurred on by a vengeance-fuelled heart. Even in…
In the vaulted halls of his golden court, Ravana, lord of Lanka, sat upon his throne, his heart swelling with the pride borne of hollow victories. The air was thick with flattery, each word a mirror to his vanity, reflecting his conquests over celestials, Gandharvas, danavas, ghosts, and serpents alike. Such was the delusion that…
On the northern shores of the vast ocean, where the waters whispered warnings to the winds, the commander-in-chief Neela arrayed the vanara forces with vigilant precision, each rank placed in balance to safeguard against surprise. Ever alert were the invincible warriors, Mainda and Dvivida, who moved with silent swiftness across the lines, their keen eyes…
