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A Lesson from Pithru Paksha

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The experience taught me that rituals are about giving-giving not just physical objects but also our ego, our desires, and our attachment to material comforts. Everything offered in the ceremony symbolizes our respect and surrender. As I watched the priests take each item, I realized that it was not a loss but a form of spiritual exchange-an offering of faith, respect, and gratitude to those who have come before us. And in return, we receive their blessings-a gift far more valuable than anything we could ever offer.All Rights Reserved

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DESTINED BY FATE

Have you ever read your own history? The culture we come from. The bloodline we were descended from? Even before caste and religion were part of an ancient India there were only two kinds of people. Shaivas and Vaishnavas. But even before them were Suras and Asuras. But have you ever wondered from which of them we came from? The gods? Or the demons? One such story is our 'DESTINED TO FATE' where in all this stuck a girl who didn't believe in any of this but believed only in facts. But what if her blood and ancestry are beyond the facts? Come join the story of 'SHIVALI' as she discovers her roots, god, enemies and mostly love amidst all these.