Hinduism Stories

"I don't even want the Heavens Sita, if I cannot have You by My side. I may have broken the bow kept at the wedding, but I shall never break My wedding vows." Love is a promise to walk through everything hand in hand. Whether it's the palace gardens, forests of the dark or even trial by fire. Feel every emotion of the Divine Couple as they go through every problem together yet emerge stronger than ever. Follow for more stories and poems on the world's original incarnations of Love : ) |∆| Updated Daily |∆| ।। श्री राम जय राम जय जय राम ।। ।। जय श्री सियाराम ।। ।। जय बोलो श्री राम लक्ष्मण जानकी जय बोलो श्री राम भक्त हनुमान जी की ।।

What happens when Eternity chooses to become human, and Humanity refuses to become eternal? Banished to the mortal soil after her third catastrophic downfall, Suprova- a disgraced, memory-wiped deity- lives as a simple peasant girl known as Vumi. But when a cynical wanderer carrying a bamboo flute and a silver hairpin crosses her path, a cosmic mystery buried across Four-Yugas begins to awaken. A Deity who chooses to become human... Vs. A Human who refuses to become divine. "Tell me, Sakhi, what is this thing called Love? Is it truly nothing but Endless agony?" "In my eyes... You have no equal." This is a story of a 'Connection Beyond Lifetimes'- where the crowns of heaven are traded for the rich, warm sanctuary of the earth. "Beloved Sakhi, with love and tender care, carve my name within the silent sanctuary of your Heart."

She was the beloved princess of Dwarka. He was a warrior hiding behind the robes of a pilgrim. One glance was all it took for destiny to weave their paths together. But when kingdoms, promises, and family stood between them, would love be enough? A retelling of the timeless story of Arjuna and Subhadra-filled with devotion, courage, and a love that changed history. A forgotten story , which got hidden behind the sediments of the great war " Mahabharata "

ᵐᵘʳᵈᵉʳᵉʳ... ᵍᵃᵐᵇˡᵉʳ... ᵗʰⁱᵉᶠ... ˢᵉᵈᵘᶜᵗʳᵉˢˢ... ˡⁱᵃʳ... ___ In which a criminal on the death row slithers her way out of Ahichhatra's dungeons into politics, betrayals, alliances, family feuds, morality crises, and the heart of a guru's son. Unfortunately, Hastinapur has a way of ruining everything it touches, and she was no exception. Their story didn't start with love. It started with lies. With wounds. With a game no one was supposed to win. And a few millenia down the line, through the ache of memories and the weight of years, he stops to think, 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡? "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲." "𝐍𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝐭𝐨." She was just trying to survive He was just trying to rule Somehow they ended up inside each other 🫶 DISCLAIMER: this isn't meant to hurt anyone's religious sentiments in any way. everyone's beliefs deserve respect, and if u feel something is hurtful, lemme know.

A series of unrelated writing, prose and verse.

"Only Shree Hari, My beloved Girdhar Gopala is Mine, no one else do I have to call as My own." Shree Meerabai Devi and Her poems still echo in the hearts of every Haribhakt. She considered the Lord as Her Lover, so much so that She called Him Her Husband. Keep reading to know about history's greatest devotee, Her struggles for acceptance and Her surrendrance to Lord Krishna. Follow for more stories and poems on Divine Love and Devotion : ) |∆| Updated Daily |∆| ।। राधे राधे ।। ।। जय श्री राधारमण गिरधारी ।। ।। जय श्री मीरा मोहन प्रियतम प्यारी ।।

Hindu religion is not just a religion. It's a world in itself. A world full of fantasies, a world full of magic, a world full of imagination, a world full of devotion and a world full of love. It has no start and no end. Hence, it's SANATAN In this vast universe of it's own, a lot of things have been forgotten. Many thoughts are let untouched. Many feelings are left unexpressed Many personalities are left unexplored. But they all can see us. Feel us. Let's embark on a journey where we connect with them by heart, through letters. Let' connect ourselves to The Scorned Divinities!

Rukmi is just trying to survive high school- being a first-generation immigrant in the chaos of the early 2000s is already enough. Fitting in was never easy. Standing out might be worse. Then she starts seeing it. A bloated, lifeless something, who no one else seems to notice. At first, she tries to ignore it-until it starts showing up everywhere she goes. Watching. Waiting. Getting closer. As Rukmi struggles to hold onto her normal life, the line between reality and something much darker begins to blur. And the more she tries to understand what's happening, the clearer it becomes- This isn't random. ✨ A coming-of-age story layered with early 2000s nostalgia, eerie mystery, slow-burn tension, and found family. Ruk Perfect for fans of Stranger Things, Percy Jackson & the Olympians, and A Court of Thorns and Roses.

I was born for him - To be with him, to serve him, to love him. My eyes seek only his validation. My heart beats only for his name. My hands ache to touch only his presence. My feet move only in his direction. My body bends, curves, and surrenders - only under his gaze. They say, "Without devotion, love cannot survive. And without love, devotion cannot be attained." And my devotion for him is untouched, unwavering. My heart is filled with a love that belongs only to him - The one my eyes are forever searching for. As I tied the strings of my anklets-anklets that once chimed with devotion but would ring with destruction tonight-I wrapped myself in silk, coiled my hair, and adorned it with Kanakambaram flowers. But not with love this time. Tonight, they burn with fury. When the forces of destruction shook my city-our heaven, Srirangam-with the invasion of those others, I made a decision. A choice born not from fear but fire: to show them what real devotion is. The power of love. The might of the one who seeks nothing but gives everything. When the army of Delhi Sultanate neared the temple-our divine abode-I knew what to do. I knew no mortal hand driven by violence and greed would be allowed to touch him. To see him. They did not deserve the sight. Not even a glimpse. So tonight, my legs will move. My body will curve. My lips will sing. And my hands-my hands will kill. For those who believe they can rule, who think they can take what was never theirs-I will show them what a dance of destruction truly looks like. Every yuga, when man thinks he is god, my god rises to remind them who the real one is. But this time, he is not alone. He has me. I am Vellayi. The Devadasi of Srirangam. The one they call a living goddess. But to him... I am just his simple love. All my life, I have lived, breathed, and danced for only one. To me, he is everything. My Ranga. © Ival_Nidhi_Writes 2025 All rights reserved.

Polygamy is not allowed in Hinduism. Why? More than one Wife The weird custom of having more than one spouse, either wife or husband at the same time

কী ঘটে যখন অনন্ততা মানুষ হতে চায়, আর মানবতা চিরন্তন হতে অস্বীকার করে? তৃতীয় ভয়াবহ পতনের পর মর্ত্যলোকে নির্বাসিত হয়ে, সুপ্রভা - অপমানিত ও স্মৃতিভ্রষ্ট দেবী, 'ভূমি' নামে এক সাধারণ কৃষক কন্যা হিসেবে জীবনযাপন করে। কিন্তু যখন বাঁশের বাঁশি আর রুপোর চুলের কাঁটা হাতে এক রহস্যময়ী ভবঘুরে পথিক তার জীবনে আসে, তখন চার-যুগ ধরে চাপা পড়ে থাকা এক মহাজাগতিক রহস্য জেগে উঠতে শুরু করে। এক দেবতা যে মানুষ হতে চায়... বনাম, এক মানুষ যে দেবত্ব গ্রহণ করতে অস্বীকার করে। "সখী, ভালোবাসা কারে কয়? সে কি কেবলি যাতনা ময়?" "আমার মতে, তোর মতন কেউ নেই।" এ এক 'জন্ম-জন্মান্তরের বন্ধন'-এর গল্প- যেখানে স্বর্গের মুকুট তুচ্ছ হয়ে যায় পৃথিবীর উষ্ণ, স্নিগ্ধ আশ্রয়ের অভয়ারণ্যে। "ভালোবেসে সখী, নিভৃতে যতনে, আমার নামটি লিখো তোমার মনের মন্দিরে..."

Nisha was born with a destiny - to end a generations-old curse and grant moksha to the restless souls bound to her bloodline. But as the last surviving branch of her family tree, she becomes tied to a fate far darker than she ever imagined. As buried family secrets begin to unravel, Nisha finds herself haunted by relentless hardships and unseen forces that seem to follow her everywhere. Amidst the chaos of her life, she experiences moments of friendship, love, loss, and betrayal that slowly shape the person she becomes. With the shadows of the past closing in around her, Nisha must uncover the truth behind the curse that has haunted her family for generations. But when destiny finally calls upon her, will she succeed in breaking the curse- Or will she fail like those before her?

*This work is an Imaginative Story and I don't want to hurt any religious Sentiments* This Story is About a Girl named Kalyani.... she is an 8 year old Girl... who is an Ardent devotee of lord Ayyappan... her life was Filled with Hurdles and Sadness... until One day when the Lord Decided to meet her.... Swami Sharanam 🙏🙏❤️✨

Everyone knows the legend. But what if the story you were told is only half the truth? Before she was the Mother worshipped by millions, she was a girl born with the light of three goddesses in her eyes. Before the famous chase, a new, hidden evil was born from a single drop of ancient poison an evil the gods didn't know how to fight. Forget what you think you know about Mata Rani.

What happens When two mightiest being fight. With each other and Earth future depends on A Young man which side his choose does he choose Gods and go into righteous path. or he choose Demons and go into Demonic path. that depends on what he choose

Hindu belief in illusion and me.

Self realization Are self-actualization and self-realization the aims of human life? Many will be unanimous on this subject. 'Self-actualization need' has been given an important place in Maslow motivation theory. Vedanta is the study of self-realization and yoga is the path to attain self-realization. Truth is the one but the path to attain that can be different, so through different kinds of yoga we are able to attain self-realization.

HINDUS HAD RICH TRADITION AND CULTURE AND RESPECT . NOW ALL OF THAT IS LOST , ONLY PLACE WHERE HINDUS R RESPECTED IN KAILASA NATION . CELEBRATE THAT WE HAVE A VOICE IN UNITED NATIONS NOW BY THE SHEER HARD WORK OF SUPREME PONTIFF OF HINDUISM BHAGWAN SRI NITHYANANDA PARAMASHIVAM