"Because he is Ram's shadow... and she is Sita's reflection... One is the personification of dutifulness and other one is the epitome of sacrifice. What else in the world can be comparable with this divine bond, which has crossed every limit of human emotions. The world needs to bow down infront of this nonpareil love of Lakshman... and Lakshman priya, Urmila." ❤︎ L͟a͟k͟s͟h͟m͟a͟n͟ P͟r͟i͟y͟a͟ ❤︎ Often in Ramayana we hear and see the immortal love of Shri Ram and Mata Sita. But forget such a great love story without which, the completion of Ramayana was impossible. That story... which taught the world about the balance of love and duty. That love... which made the world realize the true meaning of sacrifices. That sacrifice... which made both of those lovers the purest. And that was the divine love story of Shri Lakshman and Mata Urmila. How was this great love after all? The one who accepted the pain of separation like nectars of paradise. And what was its purpose? RANKS #1 'Sisters for life' - (30/01/2024) #3 'Mythology'- (30/01/2024) #1 'Lakshmila'- (10/05/2024)

"Are you sure, you can handle that?" he asked with smirk dancing on his lips. "Yeah, very sure." She replied with confidence. "You have to become bold." He said firmly, looking deep into her eyes. "Bold in what respect?" she asked rolling her eyes as she thought he is just talking in puzzles instead of saying it directly. "Bold to become naked with me." Her jaw dropped on floor as she stared him agape, her body froze in mere anticipation.

He did not have bed of roses in his life, he faced hardships from starting. she is the flower who can still grow when the entire forest is burnt. Their prospective towards life is different. they both had horrible past which made them who they are today. what happens when two poles cames face to face? he doesn't know how to smile and she doesn't let smile go away from her face. he hated being pampered and she want someone in her life who can pamper her. will they both move on in their life together ? will they ever be able to forget their past This is the story of fire and rain. This is the story of lakshman and urmila. This is the story of lakshmila.

"Beauty is not what attracts the eye; but that what captures the heart." -Anonymous "Hypothetically speaking; life is a journey, physical beauty is materialistic and love is priceless. Hypothetically, our requirements when it comes to 'our life partners' are: Personality golden heart love respect But we humans are hypocrites! Hypothesis can never walk hand in hand with practical life When filling the form on a matrimonial site... Isn't it always that the description begins with 'fair and beautiful' or 'well settled and handsome'? Do we not look at the mirror, at our own reflection and judge ourselves harshly? I look at the mirror each day too. The difference is that I see myself in a different light than the rest of the world. They look at me and judge me instantly... And I... Well I happen to know myself better. I know that my abilities are far beyond what greets me in the mirror each day. I know that I desire more emotions from people than just pity and sympathy... You ask me what is wrong with me? I'd reply I am fine... Because I really am My reflection is perfect for me... I am more than a face. I am more than just physical beauty. I am that fire which will someday burn down this typical society..." ________________ Anindita; her name means 'beautiful and virtuous' She has been the center of her father's universe and the reason of her mother's smile. They were never rich... But they could afford her name... Her name that was her identity and whose meaning was synonymous to her appearance. Life isn't a bed of flowers... And neither is hers... This is her story... Of a swan turning into an ugly duckling... From being a VICTIM to becoming a SURVIVOR _______________ This story doesn't aim to hurt or offend anyone's sentiments. A work of pure fiction straight out of my own imagination. I do not support plagiarism of any sort

*COVER CREDITS* @blackue02 #1 indian on 15/02/2020 #1 arrangedmarriage on 04/03/2021 #1 hotheaded on 20/07/2019 #1 mumbai on 17/10/2019 #1 court on 04/02/2020 In the beginning there is nothing... You begin in the void and continue into the dark. You find light in the dark, but your path lights up the most in darkness when lightening strikes during a storm. I began in the calm, made my way through silence and then I encountered with the storm. Sampurnaa was perfect like her name suggested. Complete and perfect and flawless for the world. At the age of 24, fresh with a degree in mass communication and journalism, she's anything but quiet and submissive. Indrayan was a lawyer by profession. He never really liked someone else winning debates against him... At the age of 29, he's all set to establish himself more. And then paths collide. When two storms rise together, isn't disaster always inevitable? Time shall tell their journey... ...................................................................... 🔴 My first attempt at writing anything on Wattpad.🔴 Not cliché, not overly not cliché either. You are the reader and you shall be the judge of the story. I shall try my level best. Cheers, Shubhadittya Began writing on 02/07/2019 Completed on 06/12/2019 *EDITING IN PROGRESS* This is a story based solely upon my own ideas. No plagiarism intended or encouraged. Please do not copy anything from my story. This story may contain crime scenes which could be disturbing to sensitive readers. Be your own judge and choose wisely before you begin reading any new chapter. This story is my first attempt at writing and I learnt and improved gradually. This may be immature for several readers; but it is still special to me. Apologies are in order in anticipation for anyone who thought that my story wasn't up to the mark.

The households in India have been run by women primarily, following the centuries old tradition. From taking care of the child's breakfast to ensuring that the mother in-law's morning cup of tea is served on time, it is always the woman of the household. She is a wife, a daughter, a daughter in-law, a mother.... But who is she in reality? Mrinalini. The name was abruptly forgotten the moment she stepped into the Acharya household as a married woman. She became Mrinal for her husband, Bouma (daughter in-law) for her in-laws and other elders, Boudi(sister in-law) for her brothers in-law and Mrs. Acharya or Acharya Boudi for outsiders. Her identity was forgotten as she gradually accepted her duties as a married woman, as a daughter in-law and as someone who was expected to sacrifice. Their home wasn't a mansion or even a bungalow. There were financial constraints and there were challenges like every other middle class home. Not everything was easily available, apart from that one thing that was abundant and pravalent: PATRIARCHY She was taken for granted like most women in India are. Maybe there was love, maybe there was no mistreatment yet Mrinalini felt the walls around her constricting on her and causing her asphyxiation. This is the story of a bird compelled to live in a locked, golden cage... Will she ever liberate herself and fly? ... Dedicated to all the Indian mothers and women and to women all around the world who dedicated their entire lives to raise their children, to give love and to be selfless. ... This story doesn't aim to hurt or offend anyone's thoughts or sentiments. This is a work of pure fiction that came to my mind after watching the Bengali movie, 'Mukherji da r Bou'. The concept and the story and the characters explored in the story are all going to be my creation and my own original ideas. No plagiarism intended or supported. My work is copyrighted

"Ahh, Aryan don't! It hurts." screamed Aksita. But Aryan was in his own thoughts. He was burning in jealousy. "Leave me! Aryan it's hurting badly please!" sobbed Aksita. "No! No ! You should have thought that before letting that so called friend Viyom hugging you." screamed Aryan. "You know na that I don't like anyone touching you. You are mine and mine alone. You got that! Amar bhalo lage na jokhon keo toke touch kore especially men. Then how can you let that man touch you." Said Aryan while tightening his grip on Aksita's wrist and waist. (I don't like it when someone touch you especially men.) "Ahh! It's hurting ! " again wailed Aksita. "Aryan le-mmm" Aksita couldn't complete her sentence as Aryan started kissing her passionately. Meet Aryan, a C.A by profession and an artist by passion. He is a little cold to outside world and a dominant by nature. He is usually calm and composed but mess with him and he will show you hell on earth. Now come to Aksita, as the name suggests she is someone who cannot be broken easily. Her name also means guarded, she does not show her true self to anyone, not even to her close friends. She keeps all her secrets to her self. And she sure does have many of them. A kindergarten teacher,though her qualifications are of a lecturer, profession as she loves kids too much. She is all about smiles and happiness so her students love her too much too. Let's jump into their story to know more about Aryan and the secrets of Aksita. Very Slow Updates!!!

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 1 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥ 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 ❥ "I am incomplete without you Just the way Stars are incomplete without the moon" ~Nayantara Rajput "And just like the moon, We must go Through phases of emptiness To feel full again." ~Anirudh Singh Rathore ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── The story revolves around Nayantara, the princess of Somgarh, and Anirudh, the prince of Rajgarh. They were childhood sweethearts who shared a deep affection for one another. Their parents arranged their betrothal during their early years, solidifying their bond. Both loved each other and were set to marry in a few months. But what happened that Somgarh and Rajgarh became enemy. and Anirudh denied to get married to Nayantara. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── What will Nayantara do now? In fifteenth century no one wanted to marry a woman whose engagement was already broken.

Life is uncertain. It's just like a rollercoaster ride with ups and downs , highs and lows. As they say God is the master planner .... Destiny plays it roles and brings people together who are poles apart . Same is the case with Vardhan & Sandhya. He is single father and his world is limited to his daughter. Nothing matters before her . While Sandhya is considerate towards everyone. She believes in doing good for every living being .. What would happen when their world's would collide and they will be bonded together for a lifetime .......