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

MAHABHARAT--- Though the fighting between the Pandavs and Kauravs remain at the heart of it, the epic revolves around the conflict of Dharma. In this work of fiction I present to you the human emotions, conversation, thoughts of everyone as they meet again, but this time there is no land or kingdom for dispute. What will converse after the 95th parva in Mahabharat, where the only Unfallen character enters the Swarg? When destination is reached, does the soul still have a destiny? Thus, embark on a journey of reunions, revelations and notion of a bitter sweet ache of the aftermath.

"Do you know that during the longest and coldest nights of every year, the Gods descend on Earth and come to us like Shooting stars? To quench the never-ending thirst of mankind. For peace and love. To protect and cherish what is left of humanity. And if someday you meet one of Them, you will give Them my love, won't you?" My mother once told this to me. But now I am asking this of you. ********* Niyati Sriniketan, the ordinary girl with a tortured past: a dream that had been crushed, a soul that had been smothered and a life reduced to survival. This is a tale of Love, Loss, Laughter and Life; the story of a girl, whose biggest dream and prayer came true. But, here's the catch, will she make peace with the one thing she had forever deeply yearned for? When her life turns upside down, will she come to terms with herself and this world? Will she move past the choking snares of her past into the arms of Hope and Healing?

Reader of Kaliyuga! Pray, do not call me Mahanayaka! Do not make me feel separated from the ones I love. Call me Pandava, which carries my father's blessing to me! Call me Paartha, which is my mother's love for me! Call me Krishnasakha, for that is Lord's affection itself for me! Call me Arjuna, the name my four brothers called me with! This is all I want, to feel one with them! This is my story. This is their story, too. For without them I am nothing! Join me in this journey of my life, the saga that was recorded as Mahakavya Mahabharata. Cover credit: @_justloveharry_33