HELLO MAHABHARATA
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  • Reads 220,553
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  • Parts 79
  • Time 28h 28m
Ongoing, First published May 16, 2020
Mature
A sojourn it is. 

❝His scent is petrichor. He shall always be the golden page of my recollections, of beautiful memories. The greatest archer of the time❞ 

Derived from the Sanskrit word स्मरण (smaraṇa, "the act of remembrance, remembrance, reminiscence, recollection") which leads to the realization of that which is of the highest aspect and purpose in one's life, she shall be true to her name.

Mahabharata a heroic tale of ancient times. It is the truth of life. What shall happen when a girl who has always been fantasized by the royal and colossal epic is fortunate to tumble in the era for a sojourn only to return back? 
 
It is her journey to learn and nourish the seed of dharma she has in her heart. After the cacophony of storms the trees get uprooted but the saplings stay rooted to the firm ground. Simultaneously, the blasphemy of kaliyug has uprooted many trees of righteousness, but can that little seed of dharma germinated within her make the era prosper with evergreens? 

HELLO MAHABHARATA| Copyright © 2020 by womenwhobleedsink 

(To get more insights of her stay in Dwapar yug, sign into her journal 'My days in Mahabharata')
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