Thursday, 5 December 2013

109. Battle with Khara and his force started.

               Khara on arriving at the hermitage along with his army saw Rama standing alone holding fast to his bow. On seeing Rama Khara became highly furious which caused him to raise his string-taut bow that makes an ass-like braying twang, and to drive his charioteer crazy by bawling, "drive to the fore of that Rama." 
              Seeing that Khara himself was descending on Rama, all his deputies encircled him for support and protection venting out loud battle cries. Khara staying on his chariot in the thick of those rakshashas looked like the coppery-red planet Mars among stars.
              Khara assaulted Rama with a thousand arrows and blared a roaring battle cry. All his deputies as well as others followed suit. Those massive bodied and exceptionally mighty rakshashas came jostling like immense clouds with an eagerness to take credit for killing Rama in that war. Some came mounted on chariots, some on horseback and some more riding mountain- like elephants. All rushed towards Rama with the sole aim of killing him. They poured out arrows on Rama, like enormous black black clouds cascading torrents of rain water on a lofty mountain.
               When hemmed in with those grisly-looking demons Rama's features transformed into the one resembling that of Rudra surrounded by his divine retinue on certain days, whereupon he starts his all-destructive cosmic-dance. Rama effortlessly warded off all the arrows and other weapons discharged by the rakshashas with his arrows as an ocean would do with the rivers' onrush.
              He did not seem to have felt the gashes on his body caused by some of those gruesome assault weapons. Absolutely not in anyway enfeebled by the gashes he had from some of the weapons, Rama withstood them like the enormous Mt. Meru who could withstand even a battery of very many highly blazing thunderbolts of Indra. Bruised and bedaubed with blood on all his limbs Rama looked like sun enshrouded by cloudscapes at a late evening.
Comment.
Rama was not fading away like the evening sun but becoming more like blood red sun. The 'covering of blood' on his limbs suggests the covering of reddish flaring fire on all his limbs, as we say that evening sun is stained with blood and fire.
End Comment.
                Seeing the lone Rama beset by many rakshashas, the devas etc. in the firmament were dispirited. They did not know that Rama was just playing. At last Rama decided that enough was enough and feigning fury curved his bow to a full circularity on stretching the bowstring up to his ear, and then jetted out trenchant arrows in hundreds. He then followed them by a few thousands. In that war Rama sportily discharged eagle-feathered arrows adorned in gold which were unstoppable and intolerable, and acted as the noose of Yama. The outcome was instant death to the recipient. On impaling the bodies of the rakshashas, the arrows swamped with blood had gone into welkin, where they were aglow with flares equaling inflamed flames. Innumerable and highly frightening arrows volleyed from the mighty bow of Rama sent the lives of the rakshashas to Yama.
           Shooting with thousands of such arrows, Rama shredded many bows, flags, armours etc. of the rakshashas. It is needless to mention that his arrows shredded the heads of many a rakshasha. Those who managed to dodge the arrows found to their horror that their ornamented arms and thighs looking like those of elephants were severed. The arrows of Rama also shredded and scraped the horses hitched with golden harnesses, and the chariots to which they are yoked, and their charioteers, too. Likewise, they even ripped off the elephants along with their riders, and the horses along with their cavaliers. It is needless to mention specifically the infantrymen.
              Many rakshashas crashed down to earth with their heads severed and shields and bows wrecked, like the trees strewn around on earth owing to the gust raised by Garuda, the Divine Eagle, when he takes a sudden flight in heavens.
Those rakshashas who were severely wounded but alive desperately rushed towards Khara seeking shelter. 
              Seeing them Duushana assuring and comforting them and taking his bow rushed towards Rama. Coming under the shelter of Duushana all of those rakshashas got emboldened and returned, and they once again rushed towards Rama with saala trees, palm trees and boulders as their weapons. With tridents, maces, and leashes some other mighty rakshashas attacked Rama.
                Many rakshashas resurfaced from all around pressurizing Rama in high dudgeon. On seeing the reappearance of the rakshashas from everywhere, with whom all the directions and inter-directions were fully filled, and who were storming torrents of arrows, seemed to make Rama a bit tired. He therefore decided to end that battle. Accordingly he launched an extremely blazing missile, called gandharva Astra (missile) which generated from his bow, arrows in thousands. Darkness caused by the arrows overspread the sky including the sun, while Rama continued to spew out his arrows.
              Some severed heads still had their headgears and some bare, some arms were with armlets and some bare, while some with their arms cut off, some with their thighs cut off, some with their divers patterns of ornaments on their bodies have fallen on ground. Numerous horses and elephants were felled. Chariots, royal-fans, royal-parasols, war-flags of very many kinds were ravaged in many ways. Hit down by Rama's arrows, spears and tridents were variously splintered, swords broken to pieces, darts and hatchets shattered and strewn around. Also the boulders were pulverized. Spread with such wreckage the earth looked horrifying, even for a glance.
                 On seeing the killed rakshashas, all the surviving rakshashas became enervated but with a concerted effort tried to make a move towards Rama but they were rendered absolutely incapable to make any move by Rama. 
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