A Day in Heaven

“They’re at it again,” chuckled Suyodhana. “At what again?” Yudhistira lifted his eyes from the book he was reading. “Discussing us,” Suyodhana smirked. “And they’ve decided I’m the good guy.” Bheema gave him an once over, “I can see what they mean. You do look good.” “Er… I don’t think that’s what they meant,” said … More A Day in Heaven

Musings

There was only darkness now. In this all pervading gloom, Kaikeyi longed for a ray of light for just a moment. But that longing vanished as soon as it was born. She did not deserve the light. She did not know how long she’d been here. A village at the edge of Ayodhya’s borders. Her … More Musings

Love Triumphant

Three The forest was in bloom again. Dipping into the forest pool, Parvati wondered at the marvels that each day in the forest revealed. Whilst she lived in the palace, she had never noticed the primeval attributes of nature. Nor the savagery inherent in her. She’d seen the beauty of flowers, of a sunset or … More Love Triumphant

Love Triumphant

Two   “You are resolved on this,” it was a statement, not a question. King Himavan knew there would be no turning his daughter back from this course. She’d always had a will of her own. And he’d always known that she’d chosen Lord Siva as her husband. “It is the only way for me, … More Love Triumphant

Love Triumphant

One She lay by the pool, her fingers in the water. The water was icy cold, but she hardly felt it. Her mind was still in shock. Were someone to ask her, she would have no answers as to how she reached here. Her feet had carried her here, to this spot, of their own … More Love Triumphant

Inexorable

The night was warm, though the room was at a comfortable temperature. But Bheeshma tossed and turned in his bed, unable to sleep. He should have been sleeping peacefully today. For, he was in Indraprastha where his grandson was conducting the Rajasuya. He could blame it on the long journey from Hastinapura. He could blame … More Inexorable

Rumination

A/N:  A short story on Bhanumathy’s feelings after the dice game. “Why are you sitting here in the dark, my dear?” He had asked before lighting the lamps one by one. Those were his first words to me. And ever since that day, all he ever did was to fill my life with light, to … More Rumination