It all started in 2025. Our planet had recently recovered from a pandemic which took away thousands of lives but still.......we all survived and life came back to normal after many efforts of ours and our world leaders. But who knew that this pandemic was nothing compared to what humanity was about to see. The Vedas and other ancient scriptures had depicted that Kalyuga will be the worst 'Yuga' for the humans. But this was far more than worse and far early than predicted. That night.......that one night of 'Amavasya' was just the beginning of the darkest days of 'Kalyuga'. We were so fascinated by the theories of science that we started to consider the ancient stories and ancient beings as myths. But that 'Amavasya' came just like a slap on our faces. Cursed to a life of misery and slavery, all we could do was pray but our prayers remain unanswered even today after 1000 years of that night. Because those whom we expect to answer our prayers.............were also cursed.

Veda Vyasa's Mahabharatha brought an astonishingly beautiful and complex character in the form of Krishna as the eighth Avatar of Lord Vishnu, the hero of the Mahabharatha, the Lord of Dwaraka, the charioteer of Arjuna during the Kurukshetra War, a statesman par excellence, a warrior without equal and finally the lover of the gopikas. So in between all this, who is Krishna? Primarily based on the Bhagawat Purana.

Everyone needs love to complete themselves. Narayan needs Mata Laxmi, Mahadev needs Mata Parvati. But what about Amarsri ? Who would be eligible for the mighty Harihareshwari herself ? Suitable for the one who is both Narayan and Mahadev ? The answer lies in the first Paragraph.

Mahabharata. A tale of victory of Justice over injustice. A tale of sacrifices. A tale of diplomacy. The tale of the greatest war of India. The greatest epic. from my point of view. A 21st century girl. This is my version of Mahabharata so ofcourse it will differ slightly from the original epic. It's sole purpose is to show my love and creativity to my favorite epic. I don't mean to hurt anyone's feelings or sentiments. Any similarities with any other story is a mere coinsident due to based on the same Epic. PS: Please don't let yourself down at the number of chapters, once you start reading you won't notice how chapters are flying past. Give it a try. Start date:- 7th Feb 2019 End date:- 5th Dec 2020 Complete. Undergoing Editing. (It will take time because it's boring)

"My attachment towards her is not Love, its my Devotion." A tale where a brother and sister who were pulled back in late Dwapar yug for being partially divine. There they meet all the characters from the Pancham Ved Mahabharat. Will some destinies change ?

Featured by WATTPAD Asian Fantasy The nectar of righteousness is entrenched when Shri Lakshmi, who emerged from the ocean along with the amrita reunites with Narayan, who, as Mohini, bestowed the amrita upon the Devatas. 𝘿𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞 - the supreme manifestation of 𝘼𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙉𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙞, 𝘼𝙙𝙞 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙞 𝙎𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙈𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙞 is born in the lineage of the venerated Kurus as the youngest of Kunti and the beloved of Kanha - the Lord of Dwarka. Harmonize with her conscience as she unearths the cauldrons of conceit, malfeasance, and knavery among her own family; battles for love; anamnesis her primordial identity; endures profanity; and shatters the hegemonic patriarchy that breaches the aspect of the divine feminine Shakti - the very essence of the universe. Endearment, hellions, retrouvallie, motherhood, sovereignty, curses and cordolium - Dhriti has to face it all. Rising above her flaws and foible, the quintessence of the Universe completes a full circle of her mortal incarnation. From Kuruvansha Kumari to the Samragyi of the Three Worlds - This is the tale of "Kanha's Priya." 【 This is a work of pure fiction. Through this, I do not mean to hurt anyone's religious sentiments and beliefs. The story is loosely based on Mahabharata, while majority of the plots and character potrayals are a part of my imagination. Enjoy! 】

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦. Krishna had guided the events and Arjun and his brothers, but what if this time, someone else took the commands in their own hands? The Jagatmata shed tears at the loss of her children. She couldn't bare to see them dead on the battlefied. So Narayan's priye decides to take matters in her own hands. After being cursed by an offended Maha Lakshmi bhakt, Narayan is cursed to stay away from his Chanchala, who has forgotten about him. Now the two will shape a new history of Mahabharat, while Narayan tries to get his priye to remember him. Once Narayani remembers, what will happen? 𝘑𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘒𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘑𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘢. -

Do you ever think about how this world is running? What is this big energy or who is this ? Who runs this big whole world. In this world where running a organization, a house, or even a country is getting harder then who is that spiritual energy who runs this whole. In this big world where there 200 or 250 countries and as well as many religions . But the question is when there was nothing there was no religion or anything at all then who ran it. What invisible energy is with us, which is with the earth at every step. Every big scientists or prophet are working on this theory but no one ever knows the truth and maybe we will never. But acc to my research and what we got from old Vedas Is the real inevitable truth. Trio of God's made this world brahama, vishno, mahesh. Mahesh is shiva The one and only God which are being Worshipped since the beginning. He the got of many powers and knowledge and forces. He runs this whole world. No one is above them. Over kelash parvat that's where he stays over earth. This mountain is quite mysterious. It is smaller than mount Everest but noone has ever completed the climb over it. Shiva is miraculous God. On him on past times it is written so much but now it's quite less. So as of being a devotee of shiva, his blessing always stays over me. And in acc of his inspiration.i research on old vedas, shiv purans and many other. And as in a whole as in a precis, I present you this book. I belive if you guys read this whole book every single with true belive then I will say it for sure that you will also say that his temples should be around every corner. Like it was in past times and it will be great Devotion towards the creator of this world.

Is the end ever truly the end or the start of something buried in centuries? What if her fall was not a fall but time folding back to find her again ? When grief screamed louder than the wind, she vanished into a prophecy. She wasn't lost by time. She was remembered by it. She walked with laughter in her steps and sunlight in her breath. But what happens when eyes that remember too much finally forget? Her world paused. And in that pause time whispered her name. If time is not a thread, but a memory then grief is a signal ? A soul can pray without words, and the cosmos always listens. One blink, One breath and everything changed. She opened her eyes in a land where gods still walk and rivers sing. Where memory is prophecy, and strangers are long-awaited. Not a stranger. A verse forgotten in ink, She is recognition reborn. Some souls are pulled by forgotten promises. She is gentle flame of destiny A bridge between truths. Two worlds orbit her-one fading, one familiar. Her silence is storm before the unveiling. She came to awaken justice time tried to erase. She is the breath between slokas. The girl forgotten by time until time remembered her purpose. For those who feel too old for their age, dream in chants, and ache without knowing why. Her journey is yours. What if tears were memories from another age? She became strong to reshape it. Not a superhero. Not perfect. But raw. True. Familiar. She breaks like you. Rises like you. Welcome to Accidental Transtemporal Travel Where time bends to soul, and the forgotten become flame. Her silence is your reflection. Her scars, your map. To those who've whispered, "I don't belong here" Maybe you never did. But you're not lost. Just waiting to return. Open the book-step into memory. Walk through ancient halls where silence holds prophecy and when it ends, you won't say "What a tale." You'll whisper... "I remember." A debut inspired by the Mahabharata not retold, but revered. © All Rights Reserved