Moksha Stories

Ae Manpura Mangaiye, Nillaayo? He watched her go backstage with longing eyes as she finished the Shabdham, clapping loudly. He knew his eyes spoke of stars, but that is what she was made of; an ethereal woman, dancing as if she was an illusion on Earth. Semadhulai vaai mozhi, sollaayo? He smiled to himself when those words came to his mind. She was indeed beyond an apsara even, her beauty, he felt in his heart, was like Thirumagal... the One meant for Aparajit. ****** A song fic on a modern form of SatyabhamaKrishna. COPYRIGHTS RESERVED.

{ AndalRangamannar modern } "When I showed your horoscope to an astrologer, he said, 'your daughter has a horoscope like Thaayar in the form of Satyabhama. She will marry only her Krishna.'" "And that is true, Appa," Satyaa said simply, smiling at him. Seeing the expression on his face, she said, taking his hand in hers, "You taught me Bhakti to Hari. That Bhakti fructified to love, Appa. When marriage comes around, I will marry my Krishna only, in whatever form He comes. I have full faith in His coming." "Like Andal had in Him, isn't it so?" ***** Satyaa Vishnuchittan had felt from a young age that her life was for Hari, and Hari alone. Her father, Vishnuchittan, and mother, Padmini, were ardent Vishnu devotees, and had taught her love to Ranganatha since she was very young. A love which flourished as she grew, a love which turned romantic, and thrummed eternal. Her love, needing a voice, caused her to become active on social media, and from there, Vishnu takes Her on a ride, showing her the power of her own voice. A tale of love, empowerment, Bhakti and sacrifice. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Anant's journey is one of mystery, struggle, and self-discovery. Born in a small town with a deep yet unexplainable connection to something greater, his life is filled with challenges that push him beyond the limits of an ordinary existence. From childhood hardships to unexpected revelations, he finds himself drawn toward something bigger-a truth hidden beneath layers of suffering and destiny. As he grows, strange experiences and encounters shape his path, leading him on an intense journey of seeking, learning, and understanding. But what is he truly searching for? And will he ever find the answers that seem just out of reach?

Here is a book you will appreciate even if you have read many Buddhist books. This book expounds the Dharma in a very lucid way and illuminates the Heart Sutra from Buddhism's apex of psychology and philosophy. This book is a sharp weapon useful for cutting the root of ignorance. An excellent book for increasing your lucidity! This book has a lot of special format..(italics, indented sections, which are not in this version. Available to read as it was originally intended at gnostiko.com other books too, free ebooks

MOKSHA (favorite of all my poems)⭐️ Shem...

As stated in Mahabharat in English rhyme with original text Munindra Misra website www.munindramisra.blogspot.com

While the goal of every being is to be liberated as a Soul, the path to attaining it starts with self realization and enlightenment AiR explains more on the subject

The first poem is the Winner of Yoga Mythology contest "The pang of separation, the loss of love... A peek at the story of Shiva and Sati from Hindu mythology through a poem." I decided to not end this book and continue it. The central theme is spiritual. The various poems focus on - Divine Love, Pain, Separation, Dreams, Nature, Vedic Astrology. Highest ranks : #1 in Kailash, yogamythology, and HarperCollinsIndia, jyotish, sati and hindugods #21 poeticjustice #2 in moksha, bhakti, godlove

To Those Who Remember What They Have Forgotten There comes a moment in every life-a fleeting hush between two breaths-when something ancient stirs within. It is not a sound, though it rings louder than thunder. It is not a light, though it blinds the soul to all things known. It is a memory, but one without a name. It is you, and it is not you. It is the silent whisper that calls you home. For most, this moment passes unnoticed, lost in the noise of becoming and belonging. For a few, it lingers- like the echo of a dream that once held the weight of worlds. These few are the remnants of a truth buried beneath aeons of birth and death, beneath gods and demons, beneath heaven and earth. This is not a tale of good versus evil. It is not a path of belief or disbelief. It is not a scripture, nor a rebellion. It is a return. A return to what lies before the beginning, and beyond the end. Ishaan walked this path. But Ishaan was never Ishaan. And you... are not who you think you are. In these pages, you will find no answers. Only reminders. When you are ready, the words will vanish. And in their place, you will find Yourself. Until then... Read. "That which cannot be spoken is the only thing worth saying." -The Forgotten Path

Renowned mathematician Juanita Camarilla learns that she has three months to live because she was diagnosed with brain cancer. Heartbroken, the woman reluctantly gives up her career and starts a new chapter in her life. She goes on a spiritual journey with Guru Keshav to re-discover herself while battling her inner demons. Can Juanita gain a high level of spirituality? Song: A Sky Full of Stars - Coldplay Person tagging: @Aang151Rron

Sally Jensen's time of death had finally come to call; better late than never.

Tokiko Shigure from "AI: Nirvana Initiative" walks on the void that is the true world. Or is it ? There are multiple simulations, illusions and in-betweens forming the multiverse. She has reached the space outside of all, no doubt about it. But is even that the real world ?#################### If even your world is a simulation, then I advice to free yourself before posing that question. #################### Oh ! Hello Tokiko. #################### Greetings Frayer. #################### I was actually hoping this would summon you or something so that we could speak. Do you mind if others watch our conversation ? #################### Demons, Gods, among other mythological beings are brands given to the bugs and other forms of life that exist outside the rules of a simulation and are able to manipulate the code. You are free to see me as one of such beings. #################### Is that a..."Yes" ? #################### ... #################### Two questions, same answer, isn't it ? #################### Sorry, it's the habit.