Reading Notes: PDE Ramayana, Section D

Battle of Rama and Ravana

Source. Myths of the Hindus and Buddhists by Sister Nivedita (1914).

The climactic final battle between Rama and Ravana is supposed to be this epic and world shaking fight, however as it is written in the original, there is little flavor to the actual details of the battle. I think this battle could be adapted really easily and written in a way that truly captures the grandiose scale of the conflict.

I think it would be more interesting to make the character acting in Rama's place to be purely mortal, even if he is given boons by the gods, as a mortal taking on a god is a more epic and unfathomable task. This gives the battle so much more meaning, knowing that the protagonist is a huge underdog in the fight. I would also make the antagonist be an evil god who has assimilated other gods, rather than simply just be Ravana. The other gods may have some internal monologue from within the villain's subconscious.

"Ravana" Launching an Attack From Heaven (Source: Wikimedia)

The weapons wielded by "Rama" would have been searched for and found in previous tales, each a relic used by different gods. He would begin assaulting "Ravana" with these weapons, with each one creating different effects that had varying degrees of success when it came to dealing harm to "Ravana". The villain would be toying with the mortal, purposefully not dealing the killing blow to extend "Rama's" suffering. After some time, he would actually begin enjoying the fight, as it had not been since he fought the other gods that someone was able to come even close to challenging him.

The story would end on a cliff-hanger, "Rama" would use a bow to deal several very damaging arrows that protrude from "Ravana's" body, which each looks like it has to be fatal. "Ravana" would collapse, and "Rama" would begin rejoicing. However, at the very end, "Ravana" would stand again, his wounds healing up as if they had never been there in the first place. His last words before the end of the story would be something along the lines of, "Now, I guess the battle can truly begin.", just to try and anger "Rama".

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