"Speaking a name filled with auspiciousness brings only auspiciousness to the household, Pitashree." Sati held Daksha's glare with one of her own, beauty and fire, the power of Shiva. Daakshayani. Sati. Uma. Her love, Her story, and Her teachings to the Universe. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. { Part of the ParaaShakti Mega series }

JĀNAKĪRĀGHAVĪYAM - (The Epic of Jānakī and Rāghava) "Ātmānaṁ mānuṣaṁ manye." ("I consider myself a human being, and nothing more." -Rāma, Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa, Yuddha Kāṇḍa) Exile was supposed to be quiet. A forest. A leaf-hut. A vow kept in silence. But Daṇḍakā does not let virtue sleep. A golden deer. A moment of separation-small enough to be missed, deadly enough to rewrite destiny. In the sky, a vulture bleeds for Dharma. In Laṅkā, a queen watches her kingdom rot under lust. In Ayodhyā, an innocent prince waits in his hermit for the return of his brother deceived in the name of dharma. This is not the Ramayana you were told as a bedtime myth. This is the Ramayana as it feels when you stand inside it-where Dharma is not poetry, but pressure... and every choice bleeds. A crown is lost, not by defeat, but by a promise kept too perfectly. A forest becomes a courtroom where silence is evidence. A woman's purity is not fragility-it is defiance sharpened into steel. A brother's devotion becomes a weapon that cuts even his own heart. A demon's lust is not romance-it is political decay wearing gold. Here, Ravana is not just a villain-he is a ruler collapsing under his own hunger. Mandodari is not just a queen-she is the last conscience of an empire. Seetha is not a captive-she is a storm trapped in a garden. Rama is not a flawless god-he is a man forced to carry grief until it turns cosmic. This retelling digs into the unsaid: The human cost behind "divine plans." It asks what epics rarely ask-what did it feel like? What did silence cost? What did virtue destroy? And what happens when love itself becomes a battlefield? Because Ramayana is not about good vs evil. It is about control vs collapse. Truth vs temptation. And the terrifying truth that even heaven can fall when Dharma is tested by desire. #2 in fantasycreatures - 26/2/26 #4 in retelling -9/2/26 #6 in fantasyfiction - 11/2/26 #11 in epicfantasy -22/2/26

"Love is infinite" It is not defined by physical proximity. Two people who were a living example of this were Radha and Krishna. The world acknowledged them as supreme beings. Scholars predicted their existence as divine. What did they think about themselves? Despite everything they were humans who lived in a country side village with their friends and family. Were they pained by separation?

The froth laden milky waves that gurgled and sputtered around the Eternal Land Of Shwetadweepa, magnificence lay cascaded and the stars blazed with their breaths held. The ocean churned. And the milk rose in a mighty wave. The ocean churned. And the poison rose in a mighty wave. The ocean churned. And the eternal Paarijatha bloomed. The ocean churned. And from it's bosom, rose the Queen. The Queen mother of the Universe.

The forest, vast and untamed, is my new home-a realm where every shadow breathes magic, and every star whispers of forgotten stories. Torn from the comforts of a palace but never from Ram's unwavering love, I find myself caught between the beauty of the wilderness and the haunting weight of our exile. As I walk beside Ram and Lakshman, my pervasive bond with the forest deepens. The rivers sing to me, the trees shield me, and the winds carry secrets from an ancient world. Yet danger lurks in these enchanted woods, testing our courage and devotion. Through it all, Ram's love remains my anchor, his every word and gesture a reminder that even in exile, I'm a queen, cherished beyond measure. ****** In this book of one shots and short novellas set in the heart of wilderness, amidst celestial sages, mysterious groves, and forces beyond comprehension, Sita discovers the strength of her spirit and the depth of Ram's love. Together, they illuminate the darkness, proving that even in the harshest trials, love and light can prevail.

The eternal love story between the cowherd and his lady. Radha and Krishna both were aeons ahead of their time, and it is but natural that their love also be extraordinary.

There's more to a woman's birth and existence than mere beauty and charm. She isn't a gift to be opened, neither a sinner in love. Ahalya must realise it and free herself from the shackles of patriarchy. | AAPI Heritage Month Contest WINNER |

Krishna must leave for Mathura, for now he has a life bigger than all the destinies of Braj combined. He must leave Gokul and journey forward, leaving behind his beloved Radha. They believe they are not going to meet ever again. For one last time, thus, they fall in a lover's embrace. And then, it's a goodbye. But is destiny really so cruel? ✨ Rewind the Classics 2023 Second Place Winner ✨

"Janardhana." Kaalindi had been His Leela Shakti through it all, He smiled, His eyes meeting Hers, both ever appearing as One, even to Arjuna, who had been there for their reunion. Krishna knew He was radiating the essence of His Paratattva, but in the presence of His Kaalindi, there was nothing else that He could do. She made Him energetic, made Him Leeladhari, She arose from His left side, and She would always be One with Him. Parama-ananda Rupini. She who is of the form of every happiness in the Universe. ***** Kalindi, the daughter of Vivasvan Aditya, the Sun God, was performing Ghor Tapasya to marry Her Eternal Lord, Sri Krishna, whose Leela She Herself embodied. Having become a celestial river, She purified even the worst of sins by the mere touch of Her waters. When the Pandavas arrive at Khandavaprastha, whose borders She flourished, She knew that Her reunion was close, especially when She felt Satyabhama lovingly touch Her waters. A limited chapter book on Kalindi Kalyanam, the reunion of SyaamaShyam, Their Love beyond, originating before Time, in the beautiful, Eternal Moksha Dhaama of Goloka. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

She could feel the intimacy of the name Vishnucittatmaja, and in that tone which rumbled like thunder clouds. A smile adorned her face. Satyaa had read a similar description of Krishna in the Mahabharata, and the tone in her heart was His. She knew somehow, that He had imprinted His tenderness into her somehow. But then again, was anything a coincidence when it came to Narayana? ***** Satyaa Vishnuchittan's journey is more Hari filled now, and has hints of Shiva due to new friends as well. She has started writing more, has started exploring, and learning truths that her heart had known but the mind had not processed. And yet, the base of it all is always where she begins- Narayana. A tale of love, empowerment, Bhakti and sacrifice, but also of the ground realities of this era. Book 2 of the VishnuSatyaa world. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.