The blue Flame of globe covers Red flame which is created by Agora Ravnesh ( the one who has supreme evil powers).
There are only three people inside the both flame of globes.
Agora Ravnesh with his magical power tries to free the clutches of the s...
More than half of the Kings stories form part of our dreams and desires... One among those dreams is Prem Charithra.... (Historical love)
Do you know the greatest power of human is imagination. Our imagination paves way for the desires and it becomes our dreams..... We have to dream before the dream comes true!....
Dreams are our imagination and our inner desires...
This is a story of unique love... Which happened centuries ago... And still the traces are seen as flashes in a girl's dream of 20th century..and her journey to know the truth as an Archaeologist....
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Centuries ago .... In a dense forest. .. A old lady. .. wearing a white saree bordered with silver lining.... And jewelries made of silver.... Walking several miles , past the forest a beautiful pathway decorated with various plants bearing colorful flowers. Beside pathway a beautiful pond of red and white lotus is seen. Different kinds of beautiful birds are flying all over the area. The sky seems to covered by blood when the sun is going to sets. After crossing these the old lady goes near a big banyan tree and started worshiping the Lord Shiva. The branches were grown in such a way that gives the shape of Lord shiv. She started chanting mantras...
Nearby two gatekeepers guarding the main door of KAYANIKA EMPIRE. One among them is Dhaaran- a kind hearted man, who is living with his wife and kids .... he heard the mantras and get surprised by the way of chanting... seems to be a unique voice and a pure soul... somewhere he heard this mantras ... but still remembers it....
He approaches near the banyan tree and noticed some old lady doing pooja and chanting mantras... couldn't see her face as it is covered by veil...
"who are you? Where do you come from?" Dhaaran asked in a humble manner...
The wind rises slowly and the veil trying to get off ... between the twin mountainous of eyebrows there rises a red sun.. apple of the eyes surrounded by the black clouds... her face seems dull and tired... but her spirit never let it go...
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ČHANDAMA
This shocked Dhaaran .... he just kneel down before her and said... ' Ma Çhandama'... with this sound the birds started making sounds... seems to express their happiness...
He continued "everyone happiness in this land is going to get back.... your footsteps makes this land pure and let our kingdom get its prosperity by your presence...." after finish saying he touched her feet .. in the way of seeking blessings....
Çhandama blessed him "let God helps you and your family... stay blessed my Child"... saying so she gonna fell due to tiredness... her hand stick fell off... but Dhaaran got hold of her... before she going to close her eyes she whispered.... "Maa".....
The jewel she wore fell down and makes a tinkering sound....
