The Rajmata's choiceFull moon was staring through the window of her Shayan kaksh. She felt as if the moon was sending her some message. Mandodari, the chief queen of the great kingdom of Lanka was feeling uneasy. She perspired even in the cool night of Ashvin month.She looked below. Her dear Lanka city, a very prosperous one, was extremely quiet- not as the night had advanced but as the city was burnt by Hanuman, a doot from the enemy Ram. The gold plated roof tops of eminent buildings were looking black and smoke was rising to the sky like a