Spiritual(ism)
At the hour when Khara’s legion embarked for battle, dire omens loomed ominously, foretelling disaster. The heavens churned with turbulent, dusty clouds, spiralling in chaotic directions, as though nature herself foresaw the consequences and expressed her anguish in vivid yet measured ways. Blood-red droplets rained upon the demon warriors, a harbinger of the doom to…
In the court of Khara, the fearsome demon, Surphanaka entered, wailing bitterly, her cries echoing through the hall. Khara, his wrath ignited, turned her with a fierce gaze and thundered: “Why do you return in tears, sister? I sent forth the most formidable and fearsome warriors. Champions of our demonic order They are loyal, steadfast,…
In the verdant depths of Dandakarnaya, Rama beheld the demoness Surphanaka, her demeanour fiery and untamed. Though born of noble lineage, she was consumed by desire and infatuation, her steps guided by the shadowy path of demonic impulses. Yet Rama, serene and composed, his natural dignity unshaken, addressed her with a tranquil smile, his words…
At the break of dawn, Rama, Lakshmana, and Sita completed their morning salutations to the radiant Aditya on the banks of the serene Godavari. With their pre-noon rituals fulfilled, they returned to their hermitage, a sanctuary of tranquility amid the forest’s embrace. There, immersed in conversation, they pondered the austere beauty of ascetic life, the…
In the tranquil and reflective stillness of autumn’s retreat, Rama dwelled in the sanctity of his ascetic life, steadfastly adhering to its rigorous tenets, buoyed by the devoted presence of those around him. As the year matured into the cool embrace of Hemanta, the pre-winter season, one fine morning, Rama made his way to the…
In their journey through the dense wilderness, Rama and his companions arrived at a place teeming with life. The earth seemed alive with serpents, their scales glinting like polished gems, slithering and hissing amidst the underbrush. Majestic elephants, intoxicated by the bounties of nature, roamed freely, their playful strides a testament to the abundance that…
Sage Agastya, with a voice imbued with wisdom, addressed Rama, saying, “O noble scion of the Raghu dynasty! I am deeply pleased by the humility and virtuous conduct exhibited by you and your companions. You have undertaken a long and arduous journey to seek my blessings, a testament to your dedication. However, I perceive that…
Sage Suteekshna, with reverence and a serene smile, addressed Rama: “O Rama, you will be overjoyed to witness the luxuriant growth of green trees and the lush, verdant creepers encircling the hermitage of the venerable Sage Agastya. It is a place of divine serenity, where Sita and Lakshmana too may dwell in happiness. The majestic…
As the profound discussion on values, duties, and the path ahead molded into a refined understanding, Rama strode at the forefront with the majestic gait of a lion. Behind him, Sita followed gracefully, embodying the poise of a lioness, while Lakshmana mirrored Rama’s dignity. As they journeyed through the rugged terrains of rockslides and serene…
Beneath the veil of destiny, Sita, adorned with wisdom and grace, unveiled a panorama of profound contemplation—a realm of duty entwined with the threads of violence, its inroads threatening the delicate tapestry of nature. Rama, the embodiment of righteousness, listened intently, his heart resonating with Sita’s earnest words. He spoke with solemnity, “O Sita, the…
