Each land has a story to narrate, and that can be considered as the best narration since land has nothing to be partial with. I am also a land even though not a pious land, because I am the kingdom of demon king Ravan.

Yes, you guessed right. I am Lanka, the historical land which had witnessed the end of Ravan, the greatest purpose of the era being fulfilled by Shri Ram. I am here to share my story, claiming my right to be a narrator to this generation.

At first he was only Ram to me as I had heard Ravan warning everyone not to add Shri to Shri Ram's name. Ravan, the son of sage Vishrava had snatched the ownership over me from his elder brother Kuvera.

I used to be land of virtues. Everyone used to take my name with respect. The faces used to adopt the shade of fascination at my mere mention started to fall down when Ravan became the king of my land. Somehow, I started to symbolise defame and terror.

Rule of Ravan would haven't ended if he hadn't committed the crime of abducting devi Sita. That crime of Ravan had gifted me the cheered days of my existence being in company of devi sita. I had seen her bravery and confidence while facing Ravan who tried many ways to convince her for being his queen.

Presence of devi Sita made me meet Shri Hanuman who had almost burnt me down. I had no complain for that as his act was meant to challenge arrogance of Ravan. I felt like I got freed from the sins had been done on my land being burnt down. That was like a process of purification for me.

Then, I met Angad, son of Baali who amused me with his dedication towards Shri Ram unlike Shri Hanuman. Angad came to assembly of Ravan to warn him the last time, and placed his one foot at there which none could move.

After that destruction had been started. One by one each son and warrior of Ravan were sacrificed to the war. Even, Kumbhakarna, the mighty brother of Ravan attained salvation in hands of Shri Ram.

Finally, it was Ravan's turn to meet his end at battlefield. Ravan had the knowledge of four vedas. He was too powerful to win any kind of power. He had powerful associates even. He would have been a great king if he hadn't chosen the wrong path for himself.

I had seen kindness of Shri Ram. I had seen valour of Shri Lakshman along with Sugreev, Nal, Neel and other warriors of his side. I had seen Ravan reaching at the top of success. I had seen him making innocent beings suffer.

At last, I had seen him falling lifeless on the ground of battlefield giving the lifetime sorrow to his wife Mandodari who was a great woman, who had adviced him for his good till the end, who had stood with righteousness even after being the better half of a demon like Ravan.

Even though the period of Ravan's rule was nothing except a nightmare to me yet that nurtured the greatest fortune of meeting Shri Ram and his dear ones for me.

So readers, here's the next one shot.

At some places Diwali is still getting celebrated today too. So, happy Diwali once again, my LIFELINE.

LAXMIPATI SHRI NARAYAN, please accept the positivity of my this work as an offering to you in name of all wellbeing of my LIFELINE.

JAY SIYA RAM 🙏

SHRI SHIVAAY NAMASTUVYAM 🙏

RADHE RADHE 🙏