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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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Demonic Temptation by KatFrederick

Raven Dorin is a low class blacksmith trying to make ends meet in her little village. Only the brave and stupid live in this tiny village located on the border between the human lands and the Demon Kingdom. It's been centuries since anyone has seen a demon, but no one dares go across the border to see if they still live. Until the moon turns red and the village chooses her as it's sacrifice. Azia, King of the Demons, has walked the land for centuries seeing many changes, both good and bad, take place. When the moon turns red, as part of a treaty created with his father and human Kings centuries ago, he goes to gather the women dropped off at the border. What he didn't expect was to find his mate. Will she accept him or reject him?

Yamlok: The Realm Of The Dead by Nicental

⊰ The Wattys 2021 Shortlist ⊱ ⊰ Winner of the Wattpad India Awards 2020 Fantasy and Adventure ⊱ ; Two brave hearts emerged from the tragedy- one a saviour, the other a hero. ; 'I wish we're sent on another hunt,' she spoke, 'I simply can't wait to slay those sorry creatures.' Her face contorted with disgust. He chuckled and gently tugged her nose, 'All in good time, Anamika. The cosmos waits for everyone.' She was surprised, 'It does?' He nodded, 'Of course it does. How else would you explain the coexistence of so many souls?' 'I thought they just went on. The higher souls go to the Devlok and they forget about us.' He shook his head, 'No, they don't. Indeed, they stay there in the Devlok for some time but when they're done enjoying the fruit of their good deeds, they go back to the Prithvilok.' He paused, 'It's birth and death over and over again.' ; Join Anamika and Keval as they venture into the depths of war and death- from normal beings of the earth to the strongest of the two warring realms. Both felt worthless, both were broken, both were afraid. But worthlessness can be fought, brokenness can be mended, fears can be faced. They feared for themselves for the Heaven they were promised seemed lost, gone to waste. . . . #1 in Sunflower Awards 2.0 #2 in The Sapphire Awards

Janaki Nayakam - The Love Story of Shree SiyaRam by keshavpreyasi

"I don't even want the Heavens Sita, if I cannot have You by My side. I may have broken the bow kept at the wedding, but I shall never break My wedding vows." Love is a promise to walk through everything hand in hand. Whether it's the palace gardens, forests of the dark or even trial by fire. Feel every emotion of the Divine Couple as they go through every problem together yet emerge stronger than ever. Follow for more stories and poems on the world's original incarnations of Love : ) |∆| Updated Daily |∆| ।। श्री राम जय राम जय जय राम ।। ।। जय श्री सियाराम ।। ।। जय बोलो श्री राम लक्ष्मण जानकी जय बोलो श्री राम भक्त हनुमान जी की ।।

CHAIN REACTION (COMPLETED) by NiranjanaNepol

We meet people with reason. Everything; which happens in our life has meaning. Without reason, nothing happens. So is our BIRTH. There is a reason for every birth on earth. It's a faith that the person will take rebirth if he/she dies with unfulfilled desire. And...taking birth on the earth is a chain reaction of the previous birth. Based on that faith, I'm coming with a concept.

Lakshman Rekha (When The Lines Got Blurry) by Meghsree_2004

VAIDEHI My mother used to say a woman is like water, shapeless, colourless, it can take on the shape of its surrounding but it's also essential for the lives of man. But to everyone else I'm just a housewife, people say, The home maker. A rich woman. 'wow, you're so lucky' everyone say, but I don't feel lucky. My husband one of the elite buisness man of India, Raghav Singh Raghuwanshi. The loving husband, son or brother to everyone else but for the women in his house he's the biggest monster of all. No one helps a person abused if the abuser is powerful and in my case he also likes to wear a mask, a beautiful, loving mask. When fates wheel started to turn who knows where I'll ended up. In another cruel hands (most likely) who'll know only abuse or where I can finally set myself free but I know one thing if I'm going down so will Raghav Raghuvanshi. *Initiated for mature audiences.🔞 *If you're easily triggered by domestic abuse, sexual assault, or kidnapping and cruel language please refrain from reading. *If multiple partners or cheating (non-main character) is not your cup of tea please don't read it. Thank you 🙏🏽 P.S. it's a re-telling of a very famous Indian story. Can anyone tell me which one. I'm looking at you TARA.

Bedroom Whispers by LusciousFluid

The bedroom holds sacred territory for me. The bed, its altar. One upon which I've offered sacrifices, so many to count and recall. One upon which I currently lay as I once more pay my dues, in taps and clicks. I miss the days when the gods were content with the strokes and curves of the fluid dispenser. They seemed to have joined the fast-lane train, and thus demand new meals. While I lay down and hit the keys with a mystic rhythmic sway, I hear the sounds as they hit my ears. No. They're not forceful. Not now, at least. Like music from the slow strumming of a guitar, these sounds bring messages. And memories. And musings. And a medley, sometimes. And so it is, that I'm made to scribe. For when gods speak, their words are immortal. Oh. Wait. They're just thoughts. I thought as much.

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Bhagavad Gita (Samkhya Perspective) by pinkyprincess121

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DESTINED BY FATE by Nephele7

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.

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Demonic Temptation

Raven Dorin is a low class blacksmith trying to make ends meet in her little village. Only the brave and stupid live in this tiny village located on the border between the human lands and the Demon Kingdom. It's been centuries since anyone has seen a demon, but no one dares go across the border to see if they still live. Until the moon turns red and the village chooses her as it's sacrifice. Azia, King of the Demons, has walked the land for centuries seeing many changes, both good and bad, take place. When the moon turns red, as part of a treaty created with his father and human Kings centuries ago, he goes to gather the women dropped off at the border. What he didn't expect was to find his mate. Will she accept him or reject him?