Britishraj Stories

A rebel tribal leader is out to recruit a revolutionary. But he needs to be careful not to raise any doubts else shall be eliminated like many of his comrades. Will he manage? And shall the new recruit prove his mettle? **** Close to 1870's, the northeast of India was witnessing a massive change. The British planters were clearing hills and spreading Tea estates. That affected the tribals and indigenous people of the region and divided them into two. This moody story brings out one nerve wrecking evening of the politics, rivalry, conspiracy and disenchantment in a tribe when face to face with urbanity! **** Please Note: It's a moody, slow-burner. Enjoy it with DARK FOREST Ambience and Music- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUer-Tto1ZA Image Credits: 1) Photo by Tom Verdoot from Pexels 2) Wooden Path - Photo by Rachel Claire from Pexels 3) Photo by Francesco Ungaro from Pexels 4) Photo by Berend de Kort from Pexels 5) Photo by HONG SON from Pexels 6) Photo by Kelly L from Pexels 7) Photo by Nandhu Kumar from Pexels 8) Photo by Pok Rie from Pexels 9) Photo by cottonbro from Pexels 10) Photo by travis blessing from Pexels Do leave your votes, feedbacks and share if your like the story!

1940. A year when the Indian soil was tensed and was a point of violence. Swords were drawn, guns were fired and knives were stabbed, in the name of the creation of two countries, with quite different ideologies. British Raj's policies, created a land of killing, which was once a place of unity, and friendship. But some friendships last even if they go through the most toughest times. But will friendship go to an extent that they are ready to wed their children, even if they are different, by faith? Zain Malik never knew his life would change by getting married to Harpreet, And Harpreet felt all her worries would be over since she met Zain. Will it all change just because of one reason? A war? ..... A Story of Two Nations in Making - Borders *Disclaimer- This work of fiction is not meant to degrade, harass, or devalue any faith, tradition or people. All the people mentioned in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to a person or place is purely coincidental.* Copyright huesofzaypika Book cover by @zivacious

This is just based on history and other events written by me but it will be having specific history mostly based on what happened but of course this is CountryHumans so some events will be just written by me!

1st book in the series "Ray Barir Bouma" "She is over twelve years of age Young Master! Her body reeks of sin and only by marrying Brahmin will she be forgiven!" The Pandit(priest) spat. "Fine then! A Brahmin is needed right?" Madhav steps in front of the Pandit shielding Mohini. "A Brahmin born is needed for her marriage according to you right?" Madhav said reaching behind holding Mohini's hand as he declared, " I will marry her!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was accused of being impure as she was kidnapped by a group dacoits and this was isolated from the society along with her family. Ready to do anything to be free from the cruel clutches of society put on woman. He was the Mej Korta of Murshidabad Zamindari but had to suddenly take the responsibility of being the future heir after the death of his elder brother. Both are a world apart but how do they meet? Will Mohini be able to manage and acquaint herself with the lifestyle of a zamindar family? And above all will she find the freedom she wants?

Raina Yadav had always thought that a mediocre life with her hotelier family was all that she was set for. However, when a centuries old legend that dates back to the British Era surrounding the last princess of her town comes to haunt her, she was determined to crack it's mystery and uncover the truth to the lost pages of the princess's history. But can Raina, the girl who craved a little adventure in her life, be able to handle the biggest twist that might just flip her entire world upside down? Cover by @MoranaInDesign

Amidst the turmoil of independence, two people fall in love. It was supposed to be peaceful. It was peaceful, up until now. Amongst the screams of the crowd, he looked around. The world stood still for a moment, the policemen chasing people with sticks, the men trying to put up a fight, a child caught unnecessarily in the crossfire. The sky was red, the smoke was heavy. At a distance, he saw the Englishman, a hard smile etched on his face. A stray newspaper fluttered and danced in the air before landing in front of him. With shaky fingers, he picked it up. On it, written in Hindi - August 8th, 1942. Do or Die: Karo ya Maro. And Raghav had no intention of dying. ~ Rumi was not one to put herself in the crossfire. She would much rather watch from the sidelines, wringing her hands, calling for help but her voice eventually failing her. She despised herself for it. Every step she took seemed to set her back a metre. She was too scared to look anyone in the eye, much less hold a solid conversation. She could only wait for the time when she retired from life, sitting in a dimly lit room, dancing away into the night, pouring her mind out with art.

The irony of the alleged lack of free speech in Modi India lies in the absolute freedom of its uninhibited propagation in its subsidiary media. In so far as the right-wing blowback in the social media, the left-libs fall short on the idiom that 'people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones'. When it comes to the 'agencies' knocking at free speakers' doors, the legal dictum paraphrased as 'one must go to town with clean hands' has to be borne in mind by one and all. Be that as it may, it's not as if it was all hunky-dory in the Nehruvian order of yore that nurtured the Modi-aggrieved of the day, and this is not an essay of its dark shades but an attempt to reach the roots of the self-defeating Hindu mindset, passing through my life and times.

Mid 19th century India was a time of blood shed and incursions attempted by the British Raj in order to gain absolute hegemony over the lands of India. This short history book will provide a brief overview of one of the many incidents in the land of the 5 rivers that will go down In Indian History for the rest of eternity.

*"Lahore, before independence- A city burning under British chains, yet dreaming of freedom. Ibadat grew up in the shadow of her father, a rebel-poet whose verses were sharper than swords. His poetry gave courage to the people, but when the British realized his words could spark a revolution, they silenced him forever. Now, with nothing left but his blood-stained diary, Ibadat must rise. In a world that never listens to women, will her voice become the fire her father once lit? Or will her verses be crushed before they can ignite the storm of freedom? A tale of courage, sacrifice, and poetry that defies empires. Because sometimes... words are the greatest weapons."* #Ibadat #HistoricalFiction #Freedom #Rebellion #Poetry #BritishRaj #Lahore #BeforeIndependence #IndianHistory #StrongFemaleLead #Courage #Sacrifice #WordsAsWeapons #Revolution #RomanceAndRebellion #Shayari #Legacy #IndependenceStruggle #WritersVoice #FightForFreedom

Inspired by true events, love blossoms in the most murderous of places. This tale explored what life was like for a family of Indians during colonial India amidst resistance.

Set during the British Raj, a servant steals a mere flute . Little did he know that the flute is crafted from gold! A series of adventures follow him from there.

The Anglo-Afghan Wars, part of the great game formed the pieces of the puzzle which connected to build a picture of not one but three modern states

They were an ill-assorted crew of seeming holidaymakers in the blue. But they had more than the mountain spas and vineyards of the Algarve in mind. Their objective: a seeming pukka sahib of the late British Raj.

India, 1941. The subcontinent stands restless beneath the suffocating weight of the British Empire. Whispers of rebellion echo across its villages and cities, carried by the wind of a nation desperate to breathe free. In this charged atmosphere, destiny intervenes when a young, unassuming man encounters one of the greatest visionaries of India's independence movement - a leader whose fiery conviction and unwavering courage spark a revolution in his heart. What begins as admiration soon transforms into purpose. The young man chooses a path few dare to tread - a life lived in the shadows, fueled by loyalty to the motherland and a burning desire to see his people free. Armed not with armies, but with wit, fearlessness, and an unbreakable will, he pledges himself to the cause of liberation.

A Christmas story set during the British Raj in the late Edwardian era. It was written in 2012 for a local competition and won first place!

1857. The rebellion erupts in India. Despite its attempts to stay aloof, NAVGARH, a small town near Delhi, is drawn into the conflagration. And at its heart are Princess Meera and Captain Richard Smith, with their strange alliance made for the throne of Navgarh. 2016, Shiv Sahai, a young Indian art historian and Ruth Aiken, a British scholar discover an excerpt from the journal of an anonymous British soldier, searching for his wife in the chaos of 1857 Delhi. As they begin investigating the scandal, they become aware of the vague rumours that are told in the bylanes of Navgarh - about a princess who married a British soldier to save her kingdom.

Mid 1920s, India. Mihika is a gifted artist, and also an operative for the Indian Freedom Movement against the British empire, though she is not exactly the patriotic type, she has reasons, reasons she can't talk about, but when what was supposed to be a simple money collecting job turns upside down, what she will do when her own boss, the mysterious Vishwanath Rao sells her to the British? how will she escape the clutches of the dreaded Imperial Secret Service? who is this Vishwanath? Why is he so obsessed with her?