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He's my BFF. Not gonna lie, He definitely makes my day so much brighter. Gives me the most unexpected surprises everyday and I love it.

I love this pic.

ok, let's do something for janmashthami,

Here's a tag game if ya'll have time,

How do you see Krishna? as your brother, a parent? a friend? whatever you may. And include one of your favourite art or picture of him.

For me, I see him as an older brother, or a really close friend, someone I can talk with whenever I want to, someone who gives me advice whenever, someone I can play around with, someone i can gossip and laugh with, someone who is always there for me.

This is one of my favourite artworks of Krishna, I'm not sure who the artist is but if anyone knows PLEASE tell me.

I'm not sure who here celebrates but i'll try to tag those who i know.

@zeherili-ankhein @randomx123 @shubhadeep385 @livingtheparadoxlife @aru-loves-krishnaxarjuna and uhhh whoever else!

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I haven't drawn in a while but as they say, if you have a new sketch book and don't draw Krishna then what is the point of life?

Also Happy Janmasthami!! It's my pockets bday!

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Krishna flute ringtone 💖chota bheem aur Krishna ❤️ #subscribe #trending ...

Nostalgia.

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And before the group of people who claim that Arjuna has zero losses because he is God's favorite come, I'll like to say this, Have you ever thought that maybe he is God's favorite because he is that good and has upstanding moral character?

(I have seen so many people, mainly on Quora and YouTube, claim that Arjuna is a Divine Nepo baby and that he is good only because he is Krishna's favorite. Use your brains people. Don't trust what the Serials feed you. It's slop.)

I know this is an old debate but I would seriously like to hear from people (with reasoning) on the Arjun vs Karna situation

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I would disown my siblings too if they were anywhere near the side in opposition to Krishna of all people.

Mahabharat headcanon:

Brihatsena and Dyutimat (Shalya's brothers) unofficially disowned him via letters send by pigeons with a hell lot of cursing and swearing, the moment they got to know Shalya joined Kauravas side in battle.

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Ah Karna. You really were something. T.V. serials glorify the shit outta you.

Your weekly reminder that Karn was a misogynist bitch who called Draupadi unchaste, gave the idea of the Vastra Haran, RAN AWAY LIKE A COWARD from the Virat war after Arjun handed his ass to him TWICE, and had done enough bad deeds to garner THREE curses which led to him dying.

No, he was not in any way superior then Arjun, who had the blessing of fighting against Mahadev and Mahadev Himself proclaimed that there is no warrior as great as Arjun.

No, Draupadi did not insult him by his caste. He was never insulted by his caste. A Suta is a child with parents belonging to Kshtriya and Brahman varnas. WHAT IS TO INSULT?

Yes, he actually did participate in Draupadi's swayamvar despite already having a wife. Yes, the fucker lost.

Ab koi Mila mujhe ki karna is a tragic warrior and Krishna ne chhal kiya and mein Karna ke saath—

Beta phone screen se taange tod kar haath mein de dungi.

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Ofcourse. Everyone loves a good diss of the SP MB and I'm gonna nitpick about every character in the Bori Critical edition ever. Except my Krishnas. That trio is perfect.

#Draupadi supremacy!!

Also just call me Dun. That's meh nickname 🤓

Hello friend that I have never met. Aaj kal bohot bore ho rahi hu. CUET ke baad admissions mein itna time lagta hai. 12th khatam hue lagbhag 5 mahine ho gaye par abhi bhi ghar par stuck hu 🥲

Puuri Mahabharat padh leya. Ab vapish phir se padh leti hu 🤓

MANNNN

You don't know but I'll sell my friends to be in your situation

5 MAHINA DOING NOTHING GOD GIVE ME THIS LIFE

Mera 12th is going so ass bro 😭😭

Omgg hehehe yess read it again and share criticism lollll...

I love some good ol' criticism

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Dan Heng

dan heng

dan heng

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I have no words too...

The Coconut Saga- Mahabharat crack fic Series Part V

The temple was almost ready. Almost… The garlands were strung up, the lamps were lit, and the rangoli- somehow, miraculously- had survived Krishna’s meddling (that was debatable). Balarama had managed to keep his sanity intact, and Arjuna had been dragged into much chaos, but for once, it seemed like everything was going smoothly.

That was all, until Krishna suddenly stopped in the middle of the courtyard, looking deeply troubled.

“I swear I left it here…” he muttered, scanning the area. Arjuna, who had just collapsed onto the temple steps after hours of work, groaned. “Madhav, I don’t like that tone. What did you do?”

Krishna tilted his head. “It’s not what I did, Parth. It’s what the universe has done to us.” His sakha turned to him, genuinely distressed, “The coconut is missing.”

A long, painful silence.

Arjuna questioned slowly, “What?”

“The sacred coconut for the puja!” Krishna flailed his hands. “It was right here, and now it’s gone!”

The coconut was precious. Oh, the coconut was previous…

The one that was specifically brought, by Vasudeva himself, from the Southern kingdom, that coconut was missing.

Arjuna stared at him, unblinking. Then, slowly, he inhaled. “Madhav,” he began, his voice calm, measured, dangerous. “You had one job.”

Balarama, passing by, immediately turned back around sensing chaos. “I don’t have the patience for this.”

Arjuna, however, was done. He sat up so fast his back cracked.

“The coconut did not have legs to walk away.” His hands flew to his head. “Where is it!? You were told to keep it with you all the time. It was the reason why I was doing all your work. YOU. JUST HAD. TO. KEEP. IT. Where is it Madhav???”

Krishna smiled at him. That infuriating, infuriating smile.

“That, dear Arjuna, is the mystery.”

“It's not a mystery! Keshava, It’s a disaster!”

Krishna, meanwhile, was suspiciously unbothered. Arjuna turned to him sharply. “Did you… Did you eat it?”

Krishna gasped, deeply offended. “Parth! How could you suspect me of such a thing? I did not! I just left it here, right behind th--”

Then, from behind them, came a soft crunching sound.

The duo turned slowly.

There was Subhadra. Munching.

She just blinked at them.

Krishna was the first to speak. “Bhadre,” he began with forced calm, “do you have any idea what you have done?”

Subhadra, mid-chew, looked at them blankly. “I was hungry.”

Arjuna made a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a scream.

“Hungry!?” He threw his arms up. “HUNGRY!? it took weeks to get that coconut from the south! WEEKS, MADHAV! WEEKS! not to mention Vasudeva-ji himself got it!”

Krishna stroked his chin. “It did, didn’t it?”

Arjuna whirled on him. “You knew this, and you left it out in the open!?”

“Technically,” Krishna mused, “it was the universe that left it there.”

“I’M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND.”

Balarama, who had just returned from checking on the priests, stopped mid-step when he saw Arjuna pacing in a panic, Krishna looking suspiciously thoughtful, and Subhadra chewing.

He stared at them. Then at the half-eaten coconut. Then back to them.

“…I don’t want to know,” he said, turning away.

“YOU HAVE TO KNOW!” Arjuna ran up to him, grabbing his shoulders. “SHE ATE THE PUJA COCONUT!”

Balarama closed his eyes. Breathed in. Breathed out. Then he turned to Krishna.

“Fix this,” he ordered.

Krishna’s eyes sparkled. “Of course, dear brother. We will retrieve another coconut.”

Balarama crossed his arms. “Good. You have half an hour.”

Arjuna froze. “What?”

“The puja starts in half an hour.” Balarama’s expression was deadly serious. “I suggest you run.”

Arjuna bolted from the temple, dragging Krishna with him.

“Do you know where to find another sacred southern coconut, Madhav?”

Krishna, despite being yanked at terrifying speed, smiled serenely. “No, but I enjoy a challenge.” Arjuna nearly threw him off the road they were running on.

The first stop was a bustling market stall.

"Do you have a coconut?" Arjuna demanded, breathless. The merchant blinked. "Of course my prince, we have plenty-"

"FROM THE SOUTH!?"Arjuna added wildly.  The merchant frowned. "That’s… oddly specific."

Arjuna slammed a bag of gold on the counter. "DO YOU HAVE IT OR NOT?"

"…No?" Arjuna turned to Krishna. "Madhav, what now?"

Krishna picked up a random coconut, inspected it, and shook his head. "The energy is all wrong."

Arjuna threw his hands up. "The energy? IT’S A COCONUT! Govind, your brother is gonna have our head."

The merchant stared at them, utterly confused.

Again the chase restarted, they ran down the street, only to find Satyaki standing with a group of traders.

“Satyaki!” Arjuna gasped for breath. “Please tell me you have a coconut from the South.”

Satyaki raised a brow. “Why?”

Arjuna looked at Krishna. Krishna looked at the sky.

Krishna, smiling: “Let’s just say, the puja is in danger.”

Satyaki narrowed his eyes. “What did you two do?”

“I didn’t do anything!” Arjuna snapped. “Subhadra ate the coconut.” Satyaki gasped. Then laughed so hard he had to lean on a cart for support.

Arjuna grabbed him. “DO YOU HAVE ONE OR NOT?”

“Why would I—AH!” Satyaki ducked as Arjuna nearly tackled him. “Alright, alright! Maybe I know a trader who has imported coconuts—”

“WHERE!?”

Satyaki pointed down the street. Arjuna was already running while dragging his Madhav along him.

By the time they reached the trader, they were out of breath.

“Co-Coconut…” Arjuna panted. “From the South.”

The trader frowned. “I don’t sell them these days, but I think my grandmother has one-”

"WHERE IS SHE?"

A bit shocked at the usually composed Gandhivdhari, the trader replied, taken aback, "She’s taking a nap at our house. It’s the one behind the Banyan tree."

With a quick Thank you, Arjun was back at it- dragging Krishna towards the house.

Arjuna grabbed Krishna. Both princes looked hassled and disheveled. "Madhav, you’re good with elders- people in general- FIX THIS."

Krishna knocked politely and, in the softest, sweetest voice, convinced the grandmother to part with her precious coconut.

Arjuna could have cried. He grabbed the coconut, his Sakha, bowed, and RAN. With only minutes left, they stormed back into the temple.

The temple courtyard was a whirlwind of activity, priests bustling around with offerings and flowers, the scent of sandalwood and incense heavy in the air. Devotees whispered their prayers, oblivious to the chaos that had just unfolded outside.

And then- Arjuna crashed in.

Barefoot, wild-haired, clothes disheveled, Krishna’s arm clenched in one hand, and absolutely breathless, but victorious.

He lifted the coconut above his head like a war prize. “WE HAVE IT!”

The head priest turned, completely unfazed. He took the coconut without a word, inspecting it with a casual nod before handing it off to an assistant. As if Arjuna had not just been on the verge of divine ruin.

Arjuna stared. “…That’s it?”

Krishna, as pristine as ever, smoothed his sash and beamed. “Ah, Parth, what a delightful adventure this was.”

Balarama, who had been watching this unfold from the side, sighed deeply. He had long given up trying to make sense of his younger siblings’ antics but today had been particularly exhausting.

He shook his head. “I don’t even want to know what happened.”

Arjuna ran a hand through his wild curly hair. “Good. Because I don’t want to relive it.”

And then, from the temple steps, a quiet crunch.

The three of them turned slowly.

There sat Subhadra. Casually popping another piece of the old coconut into her mouth.

She blinked up at them. “Well, that was fun.” She tilted her head, looking genuinely amused. Then, without a word, she reached behind her and casually tossed something at Balarama.

A perfect, untouched coconut.

The real one.

The one Vasudeva had gone through great pains to acquire.

Silence.

Balarama caught it instinctively and stared at it like it was an illusion. Krishna’s eye widened in realization, and he smiled. Arjuna froze.

Subhadra brushed her hands off, looking smug. “I never said I ate the puja coconut. This one was just from the kitchen.”

She turned to glare at Krishna, “This is what you get for ruining my Rangoli, my loving Bhratashree” Then, she bounced back to the temple to help the elders with the puja as if nothing ever happened.

More silence.

Krishna chuckled. “Well, well, Parth, it seems we went on an adventure for nothing.”

Arjuna felt his soul leave his body as, beside him, Balarama rubbed his temples. “I have no words.”

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Say no to Leeches!!

If you're not Indian or Hindu and you're into Vedic astrology, yoga or some other practice rooted to Hinduism and you can't speak up for oppressed Hindus or when when Hindus get attacked & selectively murdered, then you have no business using them for your aesthetics or profiting off from those practices.

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Now, anyone who can look at this, a child standing in front of his parents corpses, and have the audacity to say that he should just LeT iT gO and undermine the trauma inflicted upon him is a fu*king a$$hole who is just as delusional as those Konoha wankers. Sasuke is not an 'emo' as most people like to dub him. He is a very traumatized genocide survivor who is completely justified in his anger against the system which caused it. Fuck Konoha and its Will of Fire.

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The Xianzhou really likes to keep info about the Mara Struck far far away from the general public. Maybe they say it's to protect the peace or something but really just seems to be the Ten Lord's being shady in plain sight. The propaganda against some Aeons and for some Aeons is really prevalent. There are so many variations of different events that it is almost impossible to find the truth. And while this is true for the real world too, I sometimes wonder if the Xianzhou has anything equivalent to world history lessons. Do they just ignore it cause they live for 2K+ years or something.

since we were talking about all the things wrong with the Xianzhou Alliance, what about the education system? Yanqing had never heard of the Cangcheng until he met Jingliu. Sushang talks about Vidyadhara reincarnation as though it’s some kind of fairytale and not the objective biology of a species common to her homeland. Hoolay is likewise a legend and the stories of his defeat are highly unrealistic, despite the Borisin still being a notable military opponent of the Xianzhou. Stories relating to Lan’s ascension are discouraged and obscured. Does the Alliance not teach about their past failures? Because that kind of seems like a recipe for disaster.

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I give up on reddit Naruto community....

What the heck are they reading?

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Me too..

Have 12th exams. Am gonna die.

Damn college.

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I'm so fucking ded this subjects absolutely sucks

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Pinterest be showing me stuff...

That's weirdly accurate....

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Then he is also the Mausa ji of Vishnu in the form of Vamana. Who is again weirdly like a grandfather-in-law(?) cause Brahma literally came from a lotus in his navel......

Wow... now thats some weird family dynamics. The Trimurti are weirdly related....

(That sounds wrong) ^_^'

Since Shiva is Sati's husband, he is technically Indra and the Devas' mausa ji, right? T-T

#HumSaathSaathHain

OMG OMG OMG LMAO I NEVER THOUGHT THAT WHATTF

But fair XD he's their mausa ji and he definitely never lets that go lolol XDDD

That means Chandra is also there Mausa ji no? Lmao

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Dvapara Yuga summed up in 2 sentences.

Balarama: Krishna, no. Krishna: Krishna, yes.