My Name Is Ravana by Bala Sankuratri

Author:Bala Sankuratri [Sankuratri, Bala]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9788193429921
Publisher: The Write Place
Published: 2017-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

Prahasthas turn:

I called in Prahastha and reviewed the situation. Despite the strategy, despite sending our mightiest warriors, all our attempts had been fended off well. “Our general troops cannot face the Vanara Sena,” I told him. “They were far beyond my expectation. It is time for me, you, Kumbakarna, Indrajith and Nikumbha to take up the challenge with our specially-trained teams. These core teams are more powerful and have advanced weaponry too.” He nodded, silent. I instructed Prahastha to go first with his team.

Prahastha was one among those who had suggested that we surrender Sita to Rama and initiate a dialogue of compromise. Yet it being wartime and Prashastha being the warrior that he was, just followed my command. He went on to the battlefield.

Prahastha takes care of almost one third of my army. Upon his arrival Vibhishana alerted Rama and Sugreeva and explained Prahastha’s strength to my opponent. The vanaras screamed in rage at Prahastha and his battalion. Prahastha’s sub teams lead by Naranthaka, Kumbaahana, Mahanaadha and Sammunnatha killed many vanaras. Despite this, the vanaras did not lose courage. They took up the challenge and continued the fight. Meanwhile vanara leaders Dwiveedha, Durmuka, Thara and bear leader Jambavantha suppressed Prahastha’s teams.

Eventually it became a hand-to-hand combat. The two titans—Prahastha from my team and Neela from Rama’s side—wrestled with each other. Neela finally knocked Prahastha out.

On hearing of Prahastha death, tears rolled down my eyes. He could have stood by his word. He could have left camp and joined Rama like Vibhishana did. Yet he didn’t do that out of his love for me. Now his loyalty earned him his last breath.

Dhumraksha, Vajradhanista, Akampa and Prahastha were great warriors. None of these had ever faced defeat till then. Now they were no more. Undoubtedly they were stronger than the vanaras and Rama’s troops. Losing in vanara’s hands was never expected and none of us even dreamt of it. In reality vanaras are not stronger than that of my men. So how did this tragedy happened to my men? Here are lessons for you: one, no matter how strong Bad is, it can only enjoy temporary or short-term victory over silent Good. Two, the moment Good and Patience burst out, there is no room for Bad. And lastly, there are no limits or barriers for power of Good. For you to understand this better, let me give a simple example: An innocent cat that jumps at every small sound, when attacked in the closed chamber with no room to escape, turns to a ferocious lion.

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