Historias de Devdasi

What happens when people cannot understand the difference between Skin Show and Demonstration of Art? Set in the British times, this story will bring you the harsh reality of a community which has lost its lustre now. This story is dedicated to Devdasi (Servant of God), an extinct 'community of art' in India today. -------------------------------- Winner of "Desi Lihaaz Awards 2018" . First Runner Up of "The Aesthetic Awards 2019" under General Fiction category. --------------------------------

A short book to explain who Devadasis were , how it all began and the kind of lives they lived within patriarchal and castiest India .

its the year 1325 ad the temples are still brimming with wealth ,so devdasis are not the holy whores that islamic invaders and britiish made them be they are either the mistresses of patrons or their sole work is to entertain the gods they have high social status in society immense respext and love.... ulleyi is a girl who is dedicated to the temple of srirangnath at the tender age of 10 she is filled with conflict and h will stop at nothing to pillage the temples plunder the gold and add more women to his harem..... a battle of 3000 preists and villagers against 1 million islamic invaders ,as thought they fail now duty rests on devdasis their work is to draw time in which the preist will ferry out the idol to safety a tale of courage honour and like a lotus purity that comes from unpurity light that yeilds from darkness...

Since ancient times, a woman's life has been likened to a river. She is born in one place, often unnamed, and flows forward-not by choice, but by circumstance. Along her path, she nourishes all she touches. She gives, but is rarely held. In the end, she reaches the ocean-not as a retreat, but as a return. For the ocean has always waited for her-quiet, vast, eternal. Some poets say it is her destiny; others believe it is the love she was always denied-an ardent longing that defines her journey. Cover and Graphic Edits- @me_idnsd

Devadasi Those thought to be God's wives. Preserving the honorary of the same with their arts and culture. But were they truly blessed? Or was it a facade over something darker? And trouble brews when love blossoms within the heart of one such fated woman, she has many inner and outer battles to stand against. Bondita never expected the storm named Anirudh Roy Choudhary to swoon her away in one swift moment. And what she least expected was to fall for him, impossibly and irrevocably. Will the two ever be able to embrace each other past the many hurdles? Will she offer him the trust he expects to keep them moving? Or will one blow be enough to break apart the two star crossed lovers?