mythology
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Deciding to drag him awayBeaten to teach him a lessonHumiliated to teach one to the othersThe man had become a public spectacle.As if that weren’t enoughHe was then sentenced to a beheadingAmong screams of approvalThe people’s bloodlust crying for satiation.
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A bustling street with houses on both sides. People selling wares, people screaming instructions and gossip over balconies, leaning precariously out, not a care in the world. The riot of noises, colours and smells would make any human not of this street swoon. But not the residents. They thrived in the multitudinous miasma that comprised
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Tired of all the animosities, atrocities and the rampant intolerances advocated by the crown, Prachulakta decided to renounce his queen. It was an unprecedented move and nobody knew how to deal with such lunacy. The queen’s advisors tried to charge him with treason but the man was such an eloquent orator, and his advocacy was
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Once upon a time lived two boys – Ram and Shyam – who were the best of friends. They had the entire forest as their playground and a sprawling mansion with a white façade as their home. Days were spent in teasing out the secrets of the forest, writing songs in praise of a flower,
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With bells on her feet, hair soft like summer rain, the Goddess of Sea was not a goddess today but a mother as she prepared a feast for her son, one last time. From the shores he came, carrying with him a most gorgeous necklace of moonbeams and dew drops from the land he called
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The atmosphere was intense. Even nature outside could sense it because it had abruptly gone dark with a sudden influx of clouds and strong winds. Dressed in black velvet from head to toe with a bright pink bowtie and a monocle that made him look at once like a clown for he had unusually pale
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Dhruvswamini was very upset with her husband. It had only been a week since their marriage and the man had left his new wife at home because he was needed back in the king’s retinue which was due to leave for its annual voyage across the kingdom. Angry and lonely, Dhruvswamini sang of her woes
tales of Suchita 