Her hope has been shattered and torn apart, beyond even the flickering embers. But she still lives, if only to keep the wan flames of hope alive in her fellow prisoners. ***** Narakasura has captured 16,100 women to be his queens when he finally takes over the three worlds. This is a short tale of one of them, of how her hope is reembodied in the form of a bright, pious light that destroys her captor and frees her and her fellow prisoners. [Warnings in the first chapter.]

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.

❝Śriyakhyāna❞ - (lit.) narration of Shri. When KrishnaLeela comes to an end on Prithvi with the sinking of Dvaraka and the end of the YaduVamsha, Krishna and his Shris return to Vaikuntha, to ShriPeetha, their eternal residence. Their time on BhuLoka was full of ups and downs, dappled moments of fleeting happiness and long periods of pain and constant wait. But now with their return to Vaikuntha, there is little to bind them and thus ensues moments of utter chaos and laughter and joy, Kanha's Priyaas taking their revenge for his constant mischief down on Prithvi. These are some such short tales of their time in Vaikuntha. [Co-authored by ruhitherambler and krsnaradhika]

Many things that I've realized about this life... Many things that I've realized about myself... Many more about the society I live in... Much more about the world in general... But... Mainly about my world in particular... My world... FOR ONCE, NO RIGHTS RESERVED.... For my infinity, for the world, for you and for me

With Him. To find myself. With Him. To Heal. With Him. To dance, sing and rejoice. With Him. To face the past. With Him. Till Eternity and beyond

"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?

Love in letters. For Him. For the world. For you. For me. For all. That is if only you dare to read.

She, a murderess. He, the Preserver. If they are bound, can a murderer ever be loved? **** She is a nameless shadow who walks in the form of a great beauty, they say. A beauty so deadly that it kills. Bodies crop up, from time to time, and people go missing, never to be found. All because they uttered a blasphemy, or disparaged the Preserver. He is a protector, an Incarnate. An enigmatic mystery, who only seeks the protection and preservation of the joy of all his people. For his people, he fought many long battles, banishing demons from his lands, always seeking the greater welfare of all. When she is caught and brought to Dvaraka, their worlds collide. He is her judge and she his prisoner. Nevertheless, he demands an unorthodox punishment from her that is hardly one. Against a conspiracy that rachets up, can they work together and learn to love? Or is murder too grievous a sin? [complete.] [word count - 60K words.]