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[nipsyyy]

I hate how patriarchy has even ruined Hindu mythology so specifically to benefit the men.The casual jokes on family WhatsApp groups about how Mahabharat and Ramayan, the worst wars of all time, were fought because of a woman and how women bring ruin everywhere they go,as if they are the root cause of all suffering. Where in fact the women were LITERALLY the victims, one was publicly humiliated, the other kidnapped.The men have misinterpreted the stories so badly that it physically pains me, god went to war not because of women, they went to war FOR them.Because what happened to the women was WRONG,they weren’t to blame, the ones who wronged them were.

I also see a major polarisation in how a huge section of Hindus treat Sita and Draupadi, and it reminds me of the quote “a woman has to do everything right for her to be a victim and a man has to do everything wrong for him to be a culprit.”It breaks my heart at the number of times I’ve heard men say “well Draupadi shouldn’t have disrespected him,aise toh hona hi tha na fir”,first and foremost,that’s an inaccurate narrative promoted by wrong retellings who need to constantly find a reason to blame the victim,she did no such thing and you can find pretty much evidence for it everywhere.But even if she had, it does NOT make it okay for them to publicly disrobe her.This is one more example of the victim blaming culture that I see deep ingrained in the minds of so many of these dumbfuck Hindus who have absolutely no respect for their culture.So next time don’t go to ram mandirs and krishna mandirs if you can’t even truly understand and respect the relevance behind their existence.

[g0j0s]

devi: the goddess within

i have often heard people refer to women as devi insisting on their divinity. but often the implications are about Sati or Sita; the ones who perform sacrifices as their earthly duties. but what if she’s not?

what if she’s a mere human with many many faults and flaws that she works on diligently? what if instead of being single dimensional, she’s kaleidoscopic? what if she’s wrathful like Chandi but also demure like Gauri? what if she’s the source of life like Aditi but also dwells in cremation grounds like Kali? what if she’s wise like Saraswati but also possesses immense beauty like Laxmi?

if you really think about it, perhaps her dharma is only to figure out her life and honor her own light. perhaps, the reason she exists is for herself but she chooses to welcome others and love them. perhaps, she is the embodiment of all the devis; but on her own terms, just how she wants to be.

[nidhi-writes]

Krishna: Hi, My love!!

Aandal: Yes, My Kana..

Krishna: Where is my daily dose of Flower Garland?!?

Aandal: I am in middle of writing Kanna!!

Krishna: 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Aandal: Oh, not the puppy eyes... Come over, you heart stealer, come and get it.

Krishna: 🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃

[shyamasundar]

The battle of feeling like Krishna's consort one moment and not even worthy of the dust on his lotus feet the next is never-ending.

[his-heart-hymns]

When Fyodor Dostoevsky wrote:

He does not like showing his feelings and would rather do a cruel thing than open his heart freely.

And when Muneer Niyazi said:

janta huu ek aise shaḳhs ko mai bhi muneer

gham se patthar ho gaya lekin kabhi roya nahi.

And when Ahmed Faraz said:

ham ki dukh odh ke khalvat (solitude) me pade rahte hai

ham ne bazar me zakhmo ki numaish(exhibition nahi ki.

Each of us has pondered a universal question: Is it safe to share our vulnerabilities and sorrows with anyone? Personally, I find it challenging to express my feelings to others.

[srisrisriddd]

Happy 5251 st Birthday Krishna God - Janmashtami

मेरी भव-बाधा हरौ, राधा नागरि सोइ। जा तन की झाँई परैं, स्यामु हरित-दुति होइ॥ या अनुरागी चित्त की, गति समुझै नहिं कोइ। ज्यौं-ज्यौं बूड़ै स्याम रँग, त्यौं-त्यौं उज्जलु होई॥ - Dr Devang H Dattani

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[achyutapriya]

Shyam has stalked off to punish me

And is frolicking about with other women

He will not even speak to me

He will not even come into my lane,

But steps into courtyards of others

He will not even touch my finger,

But twists the arms of others

He will not touch my shawl,

But He lifts the veil of others

Shyam is Mira's Lord,

But he wanders about like a rake.

~~ Devotional Poems of Mirabai

[aratrikauwu]

Sakal Ban

Holi or the spring festival, as they call it now, is a festival of life. It symbolises the birth of new life. Today is Holi. It feels as if the kingdom has been washed by a wave of colours. The women are wearing beautiful ghagra-cholis. The men are rather plainly dressed, wearing a plain white kurta, along with a colourful turban. The huge courtyard of the palace has been decorated with rangoli. God, even the servants, who usually wear beige sarees, are wearing colourful clothing today. It seems like the colours of Holi has touched everybody, expect me.

It's all because of you, my cruel king. You knew how much I loved Holi, how excited I was to spend my Holi with you. How eager I was to smear gulaal all over your face. You promised me you would come back before Holi. You promised me you would defeat the invaders and come back to me. You did defeat the invaders, you did keep your promise to your countrymen, but what about my promise?

You came back. Draped in a white cloth, you came back. With numerous scars all over your body, you came back. Devoid of life, colours, you came back. You came back and took away everything I loved from me. You took away colours from my life, you took away joy from my life, you took away yourself from my life. How could you be so heartless to your priyatama? I hate Holi because of you now.

"Oh mohe awan keh gaye aashiq rang, aur beet gaye barson, sakal bana."

"Phool rahi sarson, sakal bana~"

[worldbuildingwanderlust]

Dancing shadows In the sanctum of Darkness Enlaced And locked In heated embrace Pulsing Manifesting Divine energy . . . Oh, Shakti!

[vrs-culdesac]

give me back my boyhood

"give me back my boyhood", a piece on being trans as a person of Hindu faith. This post has mild depictions of violence and mentions of dysphoria. Please tread with caution.

[lilavatilikeslemons]

Adage

A short proverb or statement, to express the (general) truth.

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Reminder: This is a work made from my own imagination, with inspiration from the actual itihasa, and not meant to hurt anyone's sentiments.

Thank you.

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Unedited...ish- you've been warned

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THIS ONE IS FOR MY MOOT @h0bg0blin-meat LANCEY I AM SO SORRY I MADE YOU WAIT THIS LONG I HOPE THIS REACHES YOUR EXPECTATIONS😭

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He was the king, now.

Surrounded by the chants of Brahmanas, the ringing of bells, and the triumphant roars of the subjects, he was crowned king of the Golden City.

He did not know how he had ended up being showered by rose petals, as the Anuj of Shri Ram applied Raj Tilak upon his forehead.

In the farthest recess of his mind, something told him this was how it was meant to be.

He did not want to think this was the only way.

His fault.

His lack of effort.

He couldn't seem to stop himself, as he took large strides to his chambers, afterwards.

He couldn't stand being in that courtroom longer than he needed to.

"Traitor! Kul-nashak!"

"If you were not mother's son, your head would have been at my feet, and not on your neck, you fool."

His bruises from being pushed that day might've healed physically, but the wounds inflicted by the words and laughter that came out of everyone's mouths had wounded him deeper than the deepest trenches- they threw a weight heavier than a 1000 elephants.

Before he knew it, he was surrounded by the fragrance of freshly blossomed flowers of the royal gardens- although, that did not soothe the raging storm of his mind.

It was only when he ran a hand over his face that he realised his eyes stung. They were bloodshot with tears.

It was then, that the saffron-clad Vanar, Hanuman, approached him with hurried footsteps.

"The others are-..." He stopped in his tracks- it wasn't hard to guess that he stopped because of the disheveled state of the king in front of him.

Vibhishan fumbled, trying to quickly think of an explanation to give- only for his mouth to go dry. He..he didn't have any excuse.

"..Are you..alright?" He asked, hesitantly, approaching the man slowly.

Vibhishan nodded, not trusting himself to speak- he would breakdown if he spoke- he just knew it.

He certainly did not regret the decisions he made. He knew he was only following Dharma.

But... something in him could not stop but wonder- was it...the only way?

Vibhishan tried to speak- he really did, but he could only open and close his mouth.

"...You did what you could. You undermine yourself when you blame yourself for something which was decided by niyati, mitra." Hanuman said, his tone reassuring.

Vibhishan could only stare at him in befuddlement.

The way Hanuman looked at the king- it was as if the VayuPutra could read him like an open book, like it was nothing.

His interactions with Anjaneya not been lengthy, but it did not feel like they did not know eachother.

He could only quickly push away his confusion, as Hanuman patted his back.

"You blame yourself for nothing." The son of Kesari stated, looking down at the ground.

"I- wha-" Vibhishan could only start his sentence, before he was interrupted.

"..You are not as composed as you might envision yourself, Lankesh." Hanuman teased, a grin on his face.

Vibhishan could only let out a light chuckle, as his lips turned upwards, and Hanuman laughed.

"You will be- no, are a wonderful ruler, mitr." Hanuman simply declared, embracing the king.

"Would you like to accompany me? I am certain Prabhu would be tremendously happy to see you." He offered, as Vibhishan smiled, agreeing to walk with him, as they exited the gardens.

The raging storm in his mind had calmed down, somewhere in the middle of all of that- he did not know when exactly- but he had an idea.

Vibhishan did not really understand why said that- it wasn't a reassurance, nor was it consolement- he simply stated it- it was a truth, in his eyes. But it was probably the only thing that stopped him from breaking. That small, short exchange of words- was probably the only thing that turned his day around.

And Hanuman's statement turned out to be nothing but the truth. It was an adage, after all.

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जय सीतारामलक्ष्मण की!

HI THERE

This one took me a long while to write, I will admit- I wanted to do justice to this piece ToT

This was my very first request writing, again, I am SO sorry this took so long 😭

Honestly this dynamic in my opinion feels extremely unexplored I'm ngl- so I had a hard time figuring out what on earth to do 😭

These two characters are so beautifully complex but OH MY GOODNESS it is SO hard to write them without losing their essence somewhere in the middle 😭

hope y'all like it! As always, constructive feedback, comments and criticism are always appreciated :D

Stay safe, healthy, and hydrated <3

Have a good one, folks!

[ruth-t]

Spirit feels, ego thinks.

How could feelings ever be

wrong when they were

meant to be felt?

[desigyall]

enough with the long flowy dresses in french renaissance castles. i want to run in my saree in a Rajputna Mahal as my long pallu flows in the air behind me and my payal, jhoomka and bangles mark every leap i take with their synchronised sounds, all around the Mahal.

[shyamasundar]

I visited my Devī at Ambaji Temple where the panditji blessed me with Mataji's chunri. I feel like Devī has drowned me in the ocean of Her bliss. I found wishing to lose myself there, dedicating my life to serving my divine mother. She is truly sudhāsārābhi (varṣiṇī showering amṛta) 🌺

[teanicolae]

on the banks of Gaṅgā

you held me all night, my Lord unseen to the eye, your grace, a lover's touch, wrapped my skin unheard to the ears, your name, my japa, vibrated through my braincells

Monsoon One, do you long for me as fully as i long for you? do you call on me as ardently as i call on you? you do, don't you, my Lord? i am not alone in this quest

for every step i take towards you, you take two towards me for every tear i spill in yearning for you, you ignite vīrya in my skin tissue for every test of yours that i fail, you yank me freer of delusion

i see it now, Hari. you have been pulling me by my hair and hands to you. it was all you. it was always all you.

if i run to you as fast as my legs can take me, will you meet me halfway?

you will, won't you, my Lord?

🦚 Happy Kṛṣṇa Janmāṣṭamī! 🙏 poem from my upcoming collection "the Monsoon One and the pilgrim". 💛

photo: Rishikesh, October 2022.

[srisrisriddd]

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