Kaushiki

Kaushiki

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Have you ever heard of the Hindu Goddess Kaushiki? The Goddess who played the Rudra Veena in one hand and holds the sword in the other? The Goddess who is serene like Ma Saraswati yet fierce like Ma Chamunda? She who drowns herself in art and music yet kill hell's mighty ashura kings Shumbha and Nishumbha in a blink. She who is the definition of Devishakti.... But it's all mythology, isn't it? No one knows whether it ever happened or not. Well, this story... It's not mythology. It's real. It happened. 1836. Anandapore . The British Raj is at it's peak. The zamindar Parmeshwar of Anandapore couln't have been happier. His daughter-in-law was pregnant with her first child which everyone predicted to be a boy. His son was returning home after a long time. His daughter, his gold, has finally mastered his favorite raga - Raga Jounpuri. His wife has given him the best family someone can ask for and he couldn't have been happier. Little did Parmeshwar know, trouble was on it's way and it would enter his family through his golden daughter...
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