Spiritual(ism)
Hearing her defiance, the demonesses seethed with fury, their howls rising like the wails of night creatures. Their fists clenched, their tongues lashed, their mouths spewed threats most vile. They raised their weapons, their eyes filled with the lust to terrify. Vinatha, hideous in form, bellowed, “Enough of this insolence! Should you utter one more…
Amidst the golden halls of Lanka, the demon king stood, his wrath hissing like a serpent provoked, his pride wounded, his ego aflame. Like a bird with torn wings, he fluttered in restless fury, yet sought to veil his tempest beneath a shroud of feigned gentleness. His lips, though shaped in a semblance of kindness,…
The deceitful and treacherous scheme of the Demon King was unravelled by the keen intellect of Sita, fortified by her divine blessings. The beguiling yet ominous discourse of Ravana, woven with a sinister and ruinous intent, sought to tarnish the honour of Mithila and the venerable Ikshvaku lineage. Yet, the malevolent designs of the wicked,…
Amidst the throng of grim-visaged demonesses, armed with cruel intent and menacing forms, sat she, the beacon of chastity, the unmanifest powerhouse of inner strength, the beloved daughter of Rajarshi Janaka. Encircled by the dark forces of Lanka, she shone with an ethereal radiance, undimmed by sorrow or despair. And lo! upon the arrival of…
The mighty son of Vayu, Hanuman, concealed amidst the verdant foliage of the Ashoka grove, beheld with keen eyes the sorrowful scene before him. The fair Sita, surrounded by grim-visaged demonesses, sat in sorrow, while the stillness of night waned into the first whispers of dawn. Amidst the tranquil hour, known for its sacred aura,…
Like clusters of fully bloomed lotuses unfolding upon tranquil waters, the moonlight tenderly graced the heavens. As a regal swan glides upon crystalline blue depths, so did the moon ascend the vast expanse of the night sky. The cool, silken glow spread across the land, as though offering solace to the son of Vayu in…
The valiant son of Vayu, renowned for his chivalry and dauntless spirit, tempered his might with prudence, guarding every step with the keenest discernment. In the sacred grove where fate had led him, his eyes beheld the celestial form of Sita, her radiance undimmed though encircled by a horde of vile demons. Joy surged within…
The son of the wind, renowned in heaven and earth for valour, chivalry, and boldness, resolved—despite his might—to tread with caution. At each step, he tempered courage with thought. When at last he beheld the noble Sita, joy surged like golden flame within him. Yet swiftly was it tempered by concern—for he saw her frail,…
In the hallowed groves of Ashoka, where nature’s artistry flourished in unparalleled splendor, the son of Vayu, Hanuman, stood in contemplative anticipation. His keen simian eyes surveyed the vibrant garden, a realm where flora entwined like twin brothers, forming verdant ropes of mighty girth. Creepers wove through sturdy trunks, their delicate leaves caressing each other,…
Through the resplendent glow of faith and the radiance of his unwavering devotion, Hanuman soared towards the sacred groves of Aśoka. His heart swelled with divine fervor, certain that within the heart of this celestial garden, he would behold the august presence of Sita. Bound by a force beyond mortal reckoning, he leaped from the…
