In a world of glittering royalty where morality is synonymous to ettiquettes, crude originality is what lured into into each other's eyes and arms. Their story doesn't worship love in all its otherworldly sanctity. But they talk of blood, darkness, shadows and the crudeness that stands out like a raw, uncut diamond in a field of shimmering gold. Maybe that is what the original core of love is made of. Desire that burns the heart down to the ground. Longing that threatens to tear the soul apart. Truth that galres as hard as darkness. And flaws that make them crudely human. Join them in their heart-wrenching journey of imperfections that lay hidden under the facade of nothing but perfection. ~~~~~~ An Arjuna-Draupadi Fanfiction.

(BOOK I ) He was the thunder she was ready to be struck by. She was the fire he was ready to burn himself with. _________✧༺❀༻✧________ Born in a world where politics ruled emotions, they dared falling for each other But what happens when the complicated norms and rules separate two souls meant for each other, would love be able to overcome the difficulties thrown at it or would it be overshadowed by them? A tale of love, pain, betrayal and longing. It's their saga, the saga of thunder and fire, the saga of Arjun and Draupadi. ____________________________ Retelling of Mahabharat through the warrior Prince Arjun and the fire-born Princess Draupadi Genre- Historical-romance fiction Started : 18/03/2022 Ended : 22/12/2024 Cover credit - @Dreamlandcommunity

"𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜." She was the Princess of Panchala, the most beautiful one ever born. She was the north star in the sky new moon, the one, shining so bright that other lights faded of. Men went on their knees when her blue eyes glanced over them. But then a miracle took place- the day when she found him. Her love for him ran deeper than through her veins and into her heart. It flowed through her body and into her soul. It consumed the warrior princess in the way she could not imagine. ❝𝙄𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨; 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞ He was the King of Indraprastha. His life revolved around his first love- archery, family and his kingdom. He was the dream of every women, but none of them were worthy of him. His golden hazels were something maidens died for. But, people believed that he would never fall in love with anyone, until the day she entered his life, and changed it forever. Now the king desired for her, and only her. ❝𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙮𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚; 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙮.❞ They were the epitome of perfection yet the defination of cursed. Despite how charged with punishments the scroll, black as pit, will their love be able to swim across the horror of shade? Will this selcouth love survive? ❝𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙚! 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧!❞ ~ PEEP IN TO KNOW MORE!

Love stories are not very unfamiliar to us, even in mythological chronicles, there are many reverential love stories, however, there exists only one story in the whole mythological period wherein pious love martyred on the battlefield of Kurukshetra. That tragic tale weaves away from other established stories and folklore, It pens down a husband and wife who were allowed to care for each other only behind big closed doors. Why? Because they were entangled in a web of family pride, societal norms and unsupportive fate. The couple is back to complete the incomplete, accompany them as they present to you their epic mythological saga with a modern twist. Join the ventures of the star crossed lovers, as they take a rebirth to conclude their narrative amidst painful flashes of the past. Will the flame of their unrevealed devotion rekindle? ______________________________________________ FIND OUT THE PROLOGUE OF THIS STORY ON MY PROFILE, (THE DESCENT). The book is not intended to hurt anyone's feelings. It is a PURELY FICTIONAL WORK. Mahabharata: Arjuna and Draupadi ( a modern times tale; a Kaaliyug story) Thank you!

𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑦𝑎𝑡𝑖-(v.) to travel, to wander. ❛...𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴...❜ Through the tempest of time again, the sisters of the scorned Yuga find themselves reborn in an age-in the twilight of a waning era, where gods tread as men and men dare defy the heavens. Where the earth, long a witness to the desecration of a woman's honour, bleeds anew, seeking to redefine mankind. But time is a fickle keeper of secrets, and what was buried shall rise again. The past is not merely a memory-it is a debt yet unpaid, a promise yet unfulfilled. Bound by fate and entangled in the savagery of mankind, they stand at the precipice of a world where Dharma wanes and the truth is veiled in shadow. And so, as the voyage of time anchors them in a place unknown yet divine, their journey begins-a quest not only for remembrance but for reckoning. 𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯-𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯? ──────⋅⋅──────⋅⋅────── [In Collaboration with @-Ankitaa] [Started On: 8/05/2022] ──────⋅⋅──────⋅⋅──────

𝐀𝐫𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐚- 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐢 Life isn't easy with the weight of the throne on your shoulders. The empress had many things that were dear to her heart, but another name was engraved in her soul, the name of her Copper eyes Prince. The world desired to be in his proximity but he wanted nothing but be with her. Fate had a different plan, but as long as she was his... Who cared about fate?

A saga of love, deprived of togetherness, belonging and freedom in the name of righteousness. Yet, they longed for each other. The world knew the truth. She was always his and his alone at the corner of her heart. Always Parth's Panchali!

Which grows on and covers the heart. ____ Unlike every other book of mine, this is just a random place to keep all my poems. If you like peeking into this world where fantasy and reality clash in verses, well, be a guest.

[This story doesn't go along the lines of the Mahabharata, not even initially. I have just borrowed the main characters and a few ideas from Ved Vyasa ji...] Certain incidents in his life tell Arjuna that he is 'special' indeed. However, as a new friend, an extremely special girl, especially to him, enters his life, things seem to revolve more around her than around him, and Arjuna thinks that maybe this special friend of his is the real gem of the tale. As they grow up together, Arjuna realises that her existence must be kept a secret from almost everyone out there; and also the fact that she happens to be the single most beautiful creature to have ever walked the Earth. However, as their friendship strengthens and matures into more, he discovers that she is probably more special than he initially thought, with regards to a mystery regarding her birth. But the young prince has much more of the world to see... Much more than just knowing that everything that's called magical and divine, is most probably just another unknown to the common man. Does the mystery of her birth involve him too? Can a common friend that they find in an enigmatic youth help them out of this labyrinth that is their lives..? WARNING: Many characters, taken from the Great epic, will be shown in a totally different light in this story. Kindly do not consider any one as a deity or anything such. The more realistic and raw sides of walking-talking humans, who are no Divine beings, and do have their own share of negativities within themselves, are shown in this book.

poetry || raw and vulnerable words and feelings buried deep