This play, Vilupta Rajya, stands as a counterpart to my earlier novel Kshatra Kshaya, both emerging from my fascination with Ravana’s inner world. But where the novel offered a reflective journey into his psyche, the drama brings his turmoil alive in real time, allowing the audience to witness his triumphs and tragedies unfold on stage. The lighting shifts echo the ebb and flow of his emotions; the stage design mirrors the grandeur and isolation of his realm; the dialogues unveil not a demon but a man—a man caught in the throes of ambition, pride, and self-destruction.
In Vilupta Rajya, you will not encounter a hero or a villain, nor will you find the Ramayana as you know it. Instead, you will enter Ravana’s world, a space where nobility and misstep coexist, where light and shadow blur, and where the ultimate battle is not with Rama but within Ravana himself. This is Ravana’s story—his Ravanayana—told not to glorify or vilify him but to understand the human tragedy of his fall.