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Born unknown to the true self losing my identity to the cruelty of the Devas, I rose out the ashes with an unceasable spirit and unstoppable tempest within me. I made my own paths expanded my own horizons and raised my own empire with nothing but ambition, determination and the gift of intelligence.
You have burned me for a thousand years year over year and I am still alive. You have never understood me and as they say it is easier to hate what you do not understand .
I became the king of an empire that was defeated and i taught it how to win. I did not inherit the crown like some other kings from the comfortable laps of their fathers. I have lived as a spiteful myth in your hearts, but have you ever bothered to look insode me? Have you ever bothered to know who I really was? I pity You, who burn me every year in your ignorance.
You say many things about me but many more have been hidden… Listen to me if you have the courage…
Let me tell you the story of myself… Ravan the King of the Rakshas !
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