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Okay, so this is basically my collection of notes, rants and incorrect quotes on the Mahabharata which I had originally posted on tumblr. I thought, why not keep it saved in one place as well.#used incorrect quote generator for some of them#cross posted on tumblr…

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I always wanted to do this. This is the very lengthy answer to the perennial question, I have been asked, time and again.Why I always quote the Virata War when someone asks me, why I think Arjuna is the greatest warrior of the Mahabharata (save Krishna obviously)?Though there are several instances of his prowess which proves the same, the one which stands out to me the most is the war fought for Matsya's protection. And here I am going to give y'all a sneak peak, for the people who don't have the time to read the original text or are just looking for a concise yet fun analysis.#cross posted in tumblr#karna fans proceed with caution…

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"O Daruka! Bereft of Arjuna, I will not be able to look at the world even for an instant. Therefore, it shall not be that way."But what if, it does indeed become that way?#cross posted in tumblr#from a tumblr prompt…

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The events of the kala pradarshan go a little differently than expected in this kalpa. How will the story change when an unexpected friendship toes the line of what remains between buried skeletons and a dark truth?#Yep you got it. This is exactly what you think it is. I surprised myself and wrote a completely OOC story. After all, what is the point of writing fanfiction if you can't have a little fun.…

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𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖋 𝖌𝖔𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑.___________ 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖔 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖕𝖙 𝖆𝖙 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙____________The age of the Mahabharata is strife with rancour, deceit and a deplorable race to grab the seat of power. The Kurus have ruled the earth with an iron fist and the possibility of a civil war draws all the vultures near to the empire's fast rotting carcass to scavenge to their own fill. Yet a blue skinned man with a peacock feather stands behind the only light burning bright, helping the near impregnable wall which stands in between Hastinapura's dwindling defence and the avarice ridden swords of the rest of Aryavarta. The son of the Thunderer they called him. The prince of lightning. An unknown regent works in the shadows fulfilling an undiscovered agenda and waylaids the path of the warrior prince like a hurricane, determined to uproot all of his carefully crafted plans. She is a mystery he would do anything to solve. A phoenix with snapped wings and claws sharper than his best arrows. They called her the ice queen. The princess of deceit. It is a clash of titans and the world watches with bated breath as the lines of hatred blur and emotions topple into the already broiling cauldron of chaos. As great men have always said, love is the sweetest poison, there ever was. Cover, banner, aesthetic credits : @that_sarcastic_gal…

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Arjuna spends effulgent days in the company of his family and friends as the tumultuous undusous of his gruesome destiny claws in closer with every avidulous breath. #collection of drabbles and ficlets#will be marked complete…

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The Queen of Indraprastha has a very important news to share with the General. Yagyasaini meets her Gudakesha on the wake of a moonlit night, heady with the fragrance of frangipanis at the onset of a sublime winter. .....#OneShot #for a prompt…

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Grief has an odd way of hitting people at the most random times. Arjun reminisces......#a drabble#cross posted on tumblr…

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The early morning sunlight illuminates the Palace of Indraprastha and the fireborn Queen of the Pandavas ruminates over her third husband. #A oneshot#originally posted on tumblr…

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"Abhimanyu, the one who blazes through life!"Sri Krishna had declared on his birth. He was the perfect amalgamation of his parent's best traits. Formed of his father's unbeatable valour and his mother's suave wisdom, Abhimanyu growing up under the tutelage of the God King Himself, was everyone's favourite. "May he never be lacking of love."Arjuna had blessed his boy, slightly embittered by the malice of the world which had swallowed the characteristic softness which had always fought to remain in the Pandava prince's heart. Maybe that was why, the thirteenth day of the Great War which had almost seen the horrific slaughter of the sixteen year old warrior at the hands of the fiendish Kaurava warriors and their allies, saw a minuscule aberration in the canvas of a destiny pre written with blood. And somewhere in the background, the peacock feather clad Dark Lord smiled through His tears. Has the wheel of fate turned in his favour or will Mahabharata's unanimously loved boy hero get lost in the annals of history like it had been ordained?#Part One of the Moonchild Series…

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A promise.A misunderstanding. A curse.---- **----**----Sri Krishna's vision of Dharmarajya with Yudhishtira at its helm is very near to completion. The only hurdle left is to bring the scattered kingdoms of Aryavarta under one flag. And the only way, that is possible is through the Ashwamedha Yagna. Arjuna is tired of war. He would rather spend the rest of his life with his brothers and his wives at Hastinapura, in peace. He would rather focus on slowly and surely changing the virulent hatred of his last remaining nephew into something akin to tolerance.Yet when has fate ever favoured the third Pandava Prince? His life, a travesty of tragedy and heartbreaks. How will the invincible Dhananjaya, fulfil his dharma, the dream of a united Bharatvarsha, with nothing except his broken heart, the ghosts of the past to keep company, a brother he seems to be getting distanced from with every passing minute and the son of his arch nemesis who despises the very existence of him?On the other hand, Manipur is housing a cauldron full of secrets which is at the helm of boiling over when he finally reaches its mystical gates. When the past suddenly catches up to him, Arjuna is left standing at the precipice of salvation and destruction. Question is, what will he choose?----**----**----Cover Credits:- @that_sarcastic_gal…

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#2nd in Dvapar Yuga Awards [Vyaktitva Category]The wife of Arjuna.The sister of Krishna.The mother of Abhimanyu. Subhadra has always been defined by the men in her life. Her existence shadowed in the presence of the more vivacious fire bred queen Draupadi, her story lost in the pages of history. This is her tale. A tale of honour, sacrifices, love, loss and the quiet gentle strength of the Yadavakumari, the jewel of the ancient clan of Vrishnis, fabled in the three worlds for her exquisite beauty. She who dared to defy society for love and to make her own destiny by force. She who guided the last generation of the Kurus to their zenith. She who harnessed her legendary warrior husband's destiny through the strings of her unparalleled wisdom and incandescent love. She who was designated the position of a literal Goddess and earned a seat in the hall of the greatest women to have ever lived in the age of the Mahabharata. PS:- Cover Credit : @that_sarcastic_girl…

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The friendship between Lord Krishna and the Pandava Prince Arjuna has been an eternal edict flowing throughout the undulous waves of their fated lives. Their bond so deep that none could fathom the beginning nor the end. And yet a diabolical twist of fate saw Madhusudhana rip apart the very bond the Lord of Dwarka has time and again claimed has been unbreakable, eternal and the most beloved, to him.Can Arjuna endure this separation from the one who has always possessed his very spirit?The one whom he has followed unfailingly, undoubted, unflinching, navigating the treacherous maze of his tragic destiny? The one whom he has worshipped his entire life? Sometimes a single change in a sequence of events can start a cascade of dominos which can turn the wheel of fate towards unperceived directions. The Great War of Mahabharata has already commenced. The Pandavas and the Kauravas have clashed in an epic battle of brains and brawn over a blood soaked Kurukshetra. The conclusion of this savage fight - the establishment of the ultimate Dharmarajya and reclaim justice against heinous evil which has been wreaked for power. But how will the future of Aryavarta appear now that her greatest warrior's future remains uncertain?Cover Credit: - @that_sarcasric_girl…

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#1st in Tricolor Triennial Awards by Indian Legion [Indian Fanfiction Category] She was as fierce as a wildfire. She was as fast as a cheetah.She was as clever as a fox She was as brave as a tigress. She was Mrignayani, the doe eyed one. When the mighty Rajputana kingdoms from the North West pose an imminent threat to Mahishmati, Amarendra Bahubali, the Imperial Emperor faces a dilemma. In an already war torn world, on the advice of his Court and his Queen, Devasena, he wishes to avoid further bloodshed. And thus, the decision of an alliance forged through marriage is fixed. Bhallaladeva, the Commander and Prince Regent of Mahishmati, keeps himself busy with incessant wars at the borders, resulting in several annexations to the Kingdom. He keeps himself immersed in statecraft and stews helplessly, in his own bitterness. Evidently, he is not amused when the court calls upon him, bidding him to act as their bait in this less than appealing alliance. But he complies, though reticently. But what neither the court nor the Royal family or her own husband could have guessed was the absolute tornado that the Princess of Chittorgarh was and the sheer havoc that she will end up causing in their lives.Dive in to see how Mrignayani navigates through treacherous court politics, hidden agendas of the nobility, bearing the weight of some dark secrets of her own. Is she the one holding the reigns or will she turn out to be the pawn in this dangerous game? And is there any chance of love blossoming, with he who has been told to be more monster than man?…

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Shots of love, pain and life.... A strange couple and their story told in disconnected flashes of the equally strange situations they find themselves in...…

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Some random drabbles, one shots and ficlet collections from my works written on the Mahabharata. There might be unfinished drafts and scribbles as well. Some extracts, poetry or ideas about plotlines.…

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Raghav Rao, a business tycoon and notorious diamond merchant. Known for the skyrocketing values of the shares of his company, lethally sharp business acumen and an unhealthy amount of ire collected on behalf of his begrudgingly awed and expectedly envious corporate rivals he is as infamous for his collection of expensive sports cars and a silver tongued charm which will embarrass Lucifer himself. He is truly the de facto ruler of the cyber city of India. Pallavi Deshmukh, the quintessential good natured widowed daughter in law of the Deshmukhs, a modest middle class family in Hyderabad. She is bold, beautiful and absolutely undeterred in the face of any storm. She weaves her dreams as skilfully as she she threads the silken garment which has been given place in the list of the most elegant dresses of the world - the saree. Her world revolves around her family and she dutifully supresses her desires for them as a routine.What will happen when their worlds collide? Love or hate or mere apathy? This series of one shots look into the world of Raghav and Pallavi and how they navigate the various challenges thrown by life and each other while trying their damnest not to fall in love with each other..[Posted in IF under my account AnushkhaA}…