Heirs of Righteousness
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The story of the ones who sacrificed themselves for the Dharmasthapna.
The ones who emerged victorious in the deadly war of kurukshetra fought between two groups of cousins.
This is the story of The Heirs of Dharma.
This is the story of Gems of the Pandavas
So, join us in the mesmerising journey of the glorious children of the Mighty Pandavas !
DISCLAIMER : This story isn't meant to hurt anyone's relegious beliefs. We don't intend to hurt anyone. Some parts are from the original Jaya Sanhita but others are purely the authors imagination.
Cover credits - @me_pari
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Subhadra-The Unyielding Queen
Cover credit-stxrrynxghts_ The great war had ravaged everything in its wake. Children had lost their parents, wives had lost their husbands, and mothers had lost their sons. Among them was the Princess of Dwarka herself, a mother whose heart had been torn apart. The child she had cradled in her arms, the son she had raised on her own-gone, never to return. Forever lost to the horrors of war. But could she, a woman of such strength, afford to wallow in grief? No, she could not. For beyond her sorrow, there was a greater responsibility. She had a grandson to guide, the future heir to the mighty Kuruvansha. The legacy of her family, of Dwarka, depended on her. She was a force to be reckoned with, the pride of Dwarka, the jewel of the Vrishnis-Yadavakumari Subhadra. From the days of her childhood, she had been shielded by her brothers, innocent and unaware of the world's cruelty. But life had transformed her into the formidable Rajmata of Aryavarta. The woman who stood tall, even when fate cruelly shattered her world, taking away her son, her Dwarka, her family. Yet, despite all the pain, no force could steal her strength. When hope had almost been lost, she rose-unyielding. She was a daughter, so nurturing. A sister, playful and mischievous. A princess, carefree and full of joy. A wife, gentle and loving. A mother, strong and responsible. And finally, a Rajmata, indomitable and fierce. No matter how cruel the game of destiny, she would never bend.
Pandava Nandini
Have you ever thought of a reality where the Pandavas and their wife Draupadi shared a daughter? Where she was their life and soul? She was Yudishithir's mind. She was Bheem's strength. She was Arjun's ideals. She was Nakul's speed. She was Sahadev's knowledge. She was Draupadi's fierceness. She was their Aadi. Although we love and cherish the Mahabharat as it is, we can't help but think, what if there was someone else, someone who would change fate?
The Dark Side • Mahabharat
Her eyes, brown like the mud she fell on, shed tears. Her hair, soft like a silk sari draped around her, laid on her shoulder even though they were ruffled. Her breath, like the winds in a monsoon, stops. Maybe Div wasn't meant to be taken to Dwapar Yug. But, either way, she couldn't escape her dark fate. Like the warriors who died in Kurukshetra, like the mothers who cried behind their blindfolds, like the brothers who attempted to love one another. Like the demigods of Mahabharat. Div, thrown back in time to Dwapar Yug, struggles to simply survive in this era. Fighting battles of love, lies, and death, Divya Kulkarni decides to change the dark side of Mahabharata. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ His eyes, bloodied like the soil of Kurukshetra, gazed upon the world. His hair, dense and thick like the forest of Khandavprastha, swayed with the air. His breath, scented like the rain, stops. Maybe Aadi did deserve to be taken to Dwapar Yug. But neither was it his choice nor was his life, there, pleasant. Like the young kids of the Kuru lineage, like the widowed mothers, like the maniacs driven with revenge. Like the demigods of Mahabharata. Aadi, brought back in time to the Dwapar Yug, tries to figure out the people in this era. Fighting the battles with friends, lovers and enemies, Aaditya Vishvakumar decides to change the dark side of Mahabharata. . . . . . . . #1 in bharat #1 in kaurav
Bridal Crises
Ruthless, formidable and cold hearted, are the words people now used to describe the five sons of Pandu. The once compassionate and just souls, seemed to have lost their glow, and their places have shell of the men, they once were. Three years had been since Draupadi's death, and everything had changed. The joy of Hastinapur, and pandavas had abandoned them, pushing them in a darkness so thick, where there was no hope, just agony and her memories. Draupadi was dead, or so they thought. . . Fate's wheel twists sharply, and the pandavas are once again face to face, with the woman they once thought dead. A miracle, it was. But, when had destiny been so simple? A twist awaits them, or maybe, a series of them. Secrets surround the young princess of Panchaal, that are fatal enough to kill, threatening to destroy the woman the pandavas so crazily love. Determined to protect her at every cost, the pandavas are ready to go to any measure. After all, she was the Pandavas' Panchaali, their one bride they loved with all they are, the very base of their existence. And god have mercy on anyone who threatened her. . . KINDLY NOTE THE IMAGES USED IN THE BOOK AND IN COVER BELONGS TO THEIR ORIGINAL CREATORS, I HAVE TAKEN THE IMAGE FROM GOOGLE & PINTEREST) XOXO, Nick❤Hoàn thành
HARIHARESHWARI 18 : धर्मज्योति
Shri Krishna, to save his citizens, establishes the magnificent city of Dwarka. Yet, even as he leads them to safety, the seeds of Adharma are sown. The Yadavas reel from the audacious theft of the Syamantak Mani, and the subsequent false accusations against the Lord himself. Dharma itself is thrown in disarray. The marriage of Draupadi to five Pandavas, while intended to uphold righteousness, blurs the lines of morality, leaving even the wisest sages grappling with the complexities of right and wrong. Awakened from years of oblivion, Krishneshwari too, bound by a promise from a previous life to aid Karn, is thrust into a moral quandary. How does one help someone who seems determined to make the wrong choices ? The warrior she pledged to support once is now entangled in wickedness, leaving her torn between keeping her word and the greater good. The irony, ofcourse, is not lost on anyone. Amidst this turmoil, Krishneshwari rediscovers her own love, Satyashree. The world witnesses the divine union of Krishna with Rukmini, Jambavati and Satyabhama, and celebrates the rise of Yudhishthir as the righteous king of Indraprasth.Hoàn thành
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❝𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧❞ ᴀꜱʜᴡᴀᴛᴛʜᴀᴍᴀ ♡ ᴋᴀᴜꜱʜɪᴋɪ 𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚. ˙⋆ ᥫ᭡ ⋆˙ 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒙 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 He was born a Brahmin, destined to uphold the sacred wisdom of the scriptures, yet fate carved a different path for him. A son of the revered Guru Dronacharya, he mastered the art of war, becoming a warrior unparalleled in skill and ferocity. Turning him into a paradox, as he was both a seeker of knowledge and a harbinger of destruction. While she was Drupad's niece, the sunshine princess of Panchal, a vision of warmth and grace, her presence as radiant as the first light of dawn. She was a dreamer, who carried herself with an effortless charm, her laughter like the tinkling of wind chimes, bringing joy to all who heard it. Happy Reading!
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Samsrishti | ✔
samsrishti - (n.) union Krishnaa Draupadi, the princess of Panchala, daughter of Drupada. The Pandavas, scions of the Kuru dynasty, presumed dead. They stand on different sides of a chasm, yet the universe pulls them together against all odds. This is their story, of how their union came to be. [screenplay/script format] [word count: 20K words]Hoàn thành
Cover credit-stxrrynxghts_ The great war had ravaged everything in its wake. Children had lost their parents, wives had lost their husbands, and mothers had lost their sons. Among them was the Princess of Dwarka herself, a mother whose heart had been torn apart. The child she had cradled in her arms, the son she had raised on her own-gone, never to return. Forever lost to the horrors of war. But could she, a woman of such strength, afford to wallow in grief? No, she could not. For beyond her sorrow, there was a greater responsibility. She had a grandson to guide, the future heir to the mighty Kuruvansha. The legacy of her family, of Dwarka, depended on her. She was a force to be reckoned with, the pride of Dwarka, the jewel of the Vrishnis-Yadavakumari Subhadra. From the days of her childhood, she had been shielded by her brothers, innocent and unaware of the world's cruelty. But life had transformed her into the formidable Rajmata of Aryavarta. The woman who stood tall, even when fate cruelly shattered her world, taking away her son, her Dwarka, her family. Yet, despite all the pain, no force could steal her strength. When hope had almost been lost, she rose-unyielding. She was a daughter, so nurturing. A sister, playful and mischievous. A princess, carefree and full of joy. A wife, gentle and loving. A mother, strong and responsible. And finally, a Rajmata, indomitable and fierce. No matter how cruel the game of destiny, she would never bend.
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