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- Rama and Ravana in Battle:Every moment, news came to Ravana of fresh disasters in his camp. One by one, most of his commanders were lost. No one who went forth with battle cries was heard of again. Cries and shouts and the wailings of the widows of warriors came over the chants and songs of triumph that his courtiers arranged to keep up at a loud pitch in his assembly hall. Ravana became restless and abruptly left the hall and wentup on a tower, from which he could obtain a full view of the city.
- This is going bad for us!!
- Help me!!
- He surveyed the scene below but could not stand it. One who had spent a lifetime in destruction, now found the gory spectacle intolerable. Groans and wailings reached his earswith deadly clarity; and he noticed how the monkey hordes revelled in their bloody handiwork. This was too much forhim. He felt a terrific rage rising within him, mixed with someadmiration for Rama’s valour. He told himself, “The time has come for me to act by myself again."
- Arggh!! How is that pest winning. The time has come for me to act by myself again. Surely they can't beat me. I'm the strongest warrior here.
- He hurried down the steps of the tower, returned to his chamber, and prepared himself for the battle. He had a ritual bath and performed special prayers to gain the benedictionof Shiva; donned his battle dress, matchless armour,armlets, and crowns. He had on a protective armour for every inch of his body. He girt his sword-belt and attached toevery inch of his body. He girt his sword-belt and attached to his body his accoutrements for protection and decoration. When he emerged from his chamber, his heroic appearance was breathtaking. He summoned his chariot, which could be drawn by horses or move on its own if the horses were hurt or killed.
- People stood aside when hecame out of the palace and entered his chariot. “This is my resolve,” he said to himself: “Either that woman Sita, or my wife Mandodari, will soon have cause to cry and roll in thedust in grief. Surely, before this day is done, one of them will be a widow.”
- This is my resolve, Either that woman Sita, or my wife Mandodari, will soon have cause to cry and roll in the dust in grief. Surely, before this day is done, one of them will be a widow.
- Ravana’s assistant and one of his staunchest supporters, Mahodara—the giant among giants in his physical appearance — begged Ravana, “Let me not be a mere spectator when you confront Rama. Let me have the honourof grappling with him. Permit me to attack Rama.”
- Let me not be a mere spectator when you confront Rama. Let me have the honour of grappling with him. Permit me to attack Rama.
- “Rama is my sole concern,” Ravana replied. “If you wish toengage yourself in a fight, you may fight his brotherLakshmana.”
- Rama is my sole concern, If you wish toengage yourself in a fight, you may fight his brotherLakshmana.
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