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Category: Mythology

  • Whispers of the Traveler

    In the middle of a moonlit night, a group of adventurous tourists gathered around a campfire in the thicket of an ancient forest. They set out to unravel a mythical mystery that has plagued the region for centuries. The tale tells of a wandering man who was supposed to live in the forest, a terrible spirit crashed into him.

    The group looked at each other nervously as a gust of wind blew through the dense cover. Sarah, a history buff, began to tell the legend she wanted to uncover. According to folklore, a Wanderer is someone who is cursed to wander the forest forever. The spirit is said to hunt those who venture deep into their nature with an insatiable hunger for the living.

    Excited but wary travelers set out on their quest with ancient manuscripts, maps and curiosity that excites and feeds them. They are determined to uncover the secrets the area has held for generations.

    Guided by the moonlight shining through the trees, the group continued down the rough road, footsteps echoing in the silence. Suddenly, he found a used stone temple covered with moss and intricate carvings. Sarah recognized the symbols of the quests as protection runes thought to ward off evil spirits.

    With a collective sigh, they stepped outside the confines of the sanctuary into a realm that defied logic. The air is heavy with foreboding, shadows twist and dance with their own life. The travelers continued, their pulses racing with a mixture of excitement and panic.

    The night is getting worse, cabin-cabina-cabina-cabina, the rest of the era is forgotten. The door swung open, revealing an interior decorated with dents and memorabilia covered in dust. Sarah found a journal on a rotting wooden shelf, pages filled with sickening warnings and wandering tales of lost people.

    With trembling hands, he shared the cool contents of the journal with the group. The power of the traveler is based on the ability to pinpoint the voices of loved ones, bringing them closer to their victims before they suffer a fate worse than death. Travelers know they need to be alert, resisting the lure of familiar voices calling to them in the dark.

    The search continues deeper into the forest, the trees whisper ancient secrets. Each step brings them closer to the truth, as well as closer to the domain of the Traveler. Their nerves frayed and the forest darkened at every turn.

    Then they heard a sound in the distance – a sound that shook the people close to them. The group panicked as they fought the urge to follow the voice. Their resolve fades, but giving in to their temptations means they will be trapped forever by a wandering hand.

    As they struggle to resist the temptation, he peeks through the trees and the light of a crumbling stone altar washes into another world. The light drowns out the darkness, revealing an ancient pattern that depicts a person walking in eternal torment. The group realizes that the walking force can only be dispelled by making a sacrifice, offering your soul to free the trapped spirits.

    Based on the general decision, one of the travelers accepted their fate and moved forward. With a solemn farewell, united with the essence of the play, they ascended the altar. As the light fades, the forest disappears

    breathed a collective sigh of relief, travelers feel a sense of closure and comfort.

    They came out of the forest forever changed by their encounter with the traveler. This myth is debunked and forest tales are whispered to future generations. Travelers carry the memory of their fallen friend, always linked to the harrowing journey they shared. As they progress, they develop a new respect for the ancient mythic forces and the darkness that can inhabit the strangest of places.

  • The circle of Life

    In the bustling city of Panipat, lived a man named Samant. He was known for his cunning ways and his selfishness knew no bounds. Samant would manipulate others to fulfill his desires, leaving a trail of broken trust and shattered hearts behind him. He believed that he was invincible, immune to the consequences of his actions.One fateful day, Samant crossed paths with an old beggar . The frail man sat on a street corner, his weathered face reflecting a lifetime of hardships. Unfazed by his pitiful appearance, Samant mocked him, kicking dirt in his direction before striding away, satisfied with his cruel act.Little did Samant know, karma had taken notice of his actions. From that moment on, a series of misfortunes began to befall him. His once thriving business crumbled, his friends turned their backs on him, and his health deteriorated. No matter how hard he tried to regain control, everything seemed to slip through his fingers like sand.

    Desperate and broken, Samant sought solace in solitude. He retreated to a small cottage on the outskirts of the city, reflecting on the path he had chosen. Remorse gnawed at his conscience, and he longed for a chance to make amends.One day, while wandering through a nearby forest, Samant stumbled upon a wonded animal. Its eyes pleaded for help, and he couldn’t ignore its suffering. With gentle care, he nursed the creature back to health, dedicating himself to its recovery.As days turned into weeks, Samant found solace in his newfound purpose. His self-centeredness gradually faded away, replaced by empathy and compassion. He began volunteering at local shelters, extending kindness to those who needed it most.

    In time, the tides of fortune turned. Samant”s business flourished, and he regained the respect and trust of his peers. The people he had once harmed found it in their hearts to forgive him, moved by his transformation.Samant learned a valuable lesson through his journey of karma. He realized that every action, no matter how small, carries consequences that ripple through the tapestry of life. He had witnessed firsthand the power of redemption and the transformative nature of kindness.From that day forward, Samant dedicated himself to spreading positivity, hoping to inspire others to embrace compassion and choose a path of goodness. He became a beacon of light in the city of Seredipity, reminding all who crossed his path that karma, though sometimes slow, always finds its way back, rewarding or repaying our actions in due time.

  • Ramayana: The Saga of Maryada Pushottama Rama

    Ramayana: The Saga of Maryada Pushottama Rama

    Once upon a time, in the ancient land of Bharat, there existed a kingdom named Ayodhya. It was ruled by the wise and righteous King Dasharatha. The kingdom prospered under his rule, and the people lived in peace and harmony.

    However, King Dasharatha faced a great sorrow. He had four sons, but he was childless for a long time. Desperate to have an heir, he decided to perform a grand yagna, seeking blessings from the Gods. The celestial sage, Rishi Vashishta, conducted the yagna, and the Gods were pleased. They blessed Dasharatha with divine nectar, which he was to share with his three wives, Kausalya, Kaikeyi, and Sumitra.

    As fate would have it, Kausalya and Kaikeyi became pregnant, while Sumitra consumed a portion of the divine nectar to aid her sister’s pregnancy. In due course, Kausalya gave birth to Rama, Kaikeyi to Bharata, and Sumitra to the twins, Lakshmana and Shatrughna.

    The four princes grew up in Ayodhya, under the guidance of their parents and the wise sages. Rama, the eldest and the embodiment of virtue and righteousness, became the pride of Ayodhya. He was loved by all for his noble qualities, unwavering devotion, and exceptional skills in archery and warfare. The bond between the four brothers was unbreakable, and they supported and protected each other at all times.

    Meanwhile, in the kingdom of Lanka, the ten-headed demon king Ravana had become a tyrant. He had acquired immense power and was wreaking havoc across the world. Driven by his insatiable greed and desire, Ravana wanted to possess Sita, the divine consort of Lord Rama. He hatched a wicked plan to abduct her and take her to Lanka.

    One day, while Rama, Sita, and Lakshmana were in the forest, Ravana disguised himself as a sage and approached Sita. Unaware of his true identity, Sita stepped out of the protective circle drawn by Lakshmana, and Ravana abducted her, flying away in his chariot.

    When Rama and Lakshmana returned to find Sita missing, they were devastated. They vowed to bring her back at any cost and embarked on a perilous journey. Along the way, they encountered several sages, who guided them and bestowed divine weapons upon them.

    With the help of Hanuman, the monkey king, and an army of loyal monkeys, Rama and Lakshmana reached Lanka. A great battle ensued between the forces of Rama and Ravana. Rama displayed his exceptional skills in combat, defeating Ravana’s army and finally confronting Ravana himself.

    In a fierce duel, Rama unleashed his divine arrows, striking Ravana with great force. The battle culminated with Rama shooting a powerful arrow, piercing Ravana’s heart, and bringing an end to his reign of terror.

    Victorious, Rama rescued Sita and returned to Ayodhya, where he was welcomed with great joy and celebration. The kingdom rejoiced, and the people hailed him as the righteous king and the epitome of dharma.

    Rama’s reign in Ayodhya was marked by prosperity, justice, and righteousness. He ruled with compassion and treated his subjects with love and respect. His reign came to be known as the Ram Rajya, the golden age of righteousness and harmony.

    The story of Lord Rama is not merely a tale of valor and triumph but also a profound lesson in righteousness, devotion, and the triumph of good over evil. It teaches us the importance of upholding our moral values, fulfilling our duties, and leading a righteous life.

    To this day, the tale of Lord Rama continues to inspire and guide people on the path of righteousness, and it stands as a timeless symbol of truth, love, and divinity.

  • Prophecy Master

    Prophecy Master

    Ratanpur is a beautiful village surrounded by green mountains and blue sea. A natural relation of give and take between human and forest developed around the area. Baali is a residence of this village. His family consist of his wife Ratna and a six year old daughter, Sita. Baali is a woodcutter. He was happily living his life unknowingly of what is going to come next?

    One day in the morning he went to the forest for cutting trees. The soil was wet as it had rained last night. The weather was delightful. In coastal areas rains are not a strange phenomenon. He choose a different path to enter forest. By its appearance it did not take much time for him to realize that he had never been in this part of forest before. He was taking his time to believe that even as a permanent residence of Ratanpur, he had never heard about such beautiful part of forest. He entered their and unpacked his equipment. All of a sudden a bright light hit him. It appeared to him as the whole sky is filled with this bright light. It happened instantly and Baali failed to cover his eyes. A small portion of this light entered in his eyes and then Baali became unconscious.

    His eyes open after two hours. He found himself lying in the forest. This time the forest looks normal. He thought that maybe he was dreaming. But than How he ended up in forest?

    He spent his whole day thinking about that incident although he did not disclose it to anyone. He himself was not sure of what happened to him, whether it was dream or imagination. The next night he had a dream where he saw an underground aquifer source of fresh water near the mountain. The next morning, out of curiosity he dig that area and to his surprise he discovered fresh water. He told everyone about it and all the villagers became happy as with a new fresh water source, agricultural irrigation will be easy.

    Baali was happy in his life. He and his wife are among those people who are satisfied in whatever they had. Next month he had a dream where he saw that within two days the eastern side of village is going to face land slide. In the morning he informed the Sarpanch about it. Rain had already started and something about it was off. He managed to vacate the eastern area of village and as predicted the village witnessed a terrible rainfall followed by a land slide. Now everyone begins to trust Baali’s dreams. Some even stated that the God is blessing them and Baali is their representative. The news spread quickly. People from every other village come to visit him asking for his prophecies. And just like that he gained respect and wealth in the village.

    Now, he is having dreams frequently, each time related to his neighbours, villagers, and other people, sometime even those people who he had never seen came to his dreams. This way a lot of people visit his home with a hope of any prophecy in their favour. Baali was happily helping everyone.

    Baali’s work had given him a unique name and people now started addressing him as ‘Prophecy master’. One day he had a dream where he saw that a tsunami hit their village. It destroyed fields, cattle died, people drawn and devastated forest. When Baali wake up, he cried for a minute. The reason behind his tears is that he had also seen his daughter’s dead body. He was determined that he is going to save his daughter. After some days a tsunami wave hit the village and it doesn’t matter how much affords Baali and his wife made. Their daughter had died in front of them.

    What appear to be a blessing soon take place of a curse. It took everything from Baali. Their family’s atmosphere filled with stress, guilt and sadness.

    Baali, scared of sleep, tried hard to avoid sleep. These days he only saw deaths in his dreams. Whatever made him saw good dreams only desired people’s attentions. When Baali stopped seeing those people, it started showing him deaths. Afraid Baali, tries to avoid death but today sleep felt like the cure of his anxiety. He slept and saw death of his wife. And as predicted she died.

    With no hope Baali realized that everything has a price to pay. Nothing unusual come in life free of cost. He shouldn’t have earned wealth from it than maybe it had left in first place.

  • June’s Magical Adventure

    June’s Magical Adventure

    Once upon a time in a small coastal village, there lived a young girl named June. She was known for her infectious laughter and kind heart. June’s village was famous for its mesmerizing sunsets that painted the sky with hues of orange and pink. The villagers believed that these sunsets held magical powers.

    One evening, as June gazed at the breathtaking sunset, she noticed something unusual—a sparkling light twinkling amidst the clouds. Intrigued, she followed the light until it led her to a hidden cave. June cautiously entered the cave, her heart pounding with excitement and a touch of fear.

    Inside, she discovered an ancient book with a worn-out cover. The pages were filled with stories of forgotten lands and mystical creatures. As she turned the pages, a gust of wind emerged, revealing a secret incantation.

    June, driven by curiosity, recited the incantation aloud. Instantly, the cave transformed into a gateway, transporting Junel to a world filled with enchantment. She found herself in a vibrant forest, where talking animals and fairies roamed freely.

    Eager to explore, June embarked on a magical adventure. She encountered a wise owl who guided her through the enchanted forest, a mischievous squirrel who taught her acrobatic tricks, and a kind-hearted fairy who granted her a pair of wings.

    As June continued her journey, she realized that the magical world was slowly losing its color and vibrancy. The creatures were becoming sad, and the once-magical forest was withering away. Determined to bring back the enchantment, June rallied the creatures and led them on a mission.

    Together, they discovered that the source of the fading magic was a powerful dark sorcerer who had cast a spell to drain the world of its enchantment. June bravely confronted the sorcerer, using her newfound powers of courage and kindness.

    With a burst of energy, June broke the sorcerer’s spell, restoring the world’s magic and color. The creatures rejoiced, and the forest bloomed once more. Grateful for June’s bravery, they crowned her as the protector of their enchanted realm.

    After bidding farewell to her newfound friends, June returned to her village. She carried with her the memories of her incredible adventure and a heart full of wonder. From that day on, June shared the stories of the magical world, spreading joy and inspiring others to believe in the power of magic and the beauty of kindness.

  • The Hero and his Dream

    Edward’s nose twitched with pleasure as the aroma of freshly baked bread and the provocative spices emanating, the rattling sounds of chariots pulled by horses and the knights in shinning armor in the magical city of Kamrup. His young eyes couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. 

    Edward who was born and bought up in a small village named Duni, where he lived with his parents and 3 siblings. In this world where magic is in every corner of life, Edward’s family and his fellow villagers are ordinary amongst extraordinary with low to no magical powers. But this is a boon in disguise for the villagers, because without any magical powers, the land is also devoid of any monsters and disasters caused by magic, which actually makes the village a safe heaven and a happy place for people to stay.

    Edward in the village was the Swan among Ducks, his talent for magic was top-notch as he could use magic even in the mana(the oxygen equivalent for people to use magic) forsaken land. As he grew up, he became more obsessed with learning magic and began to dream of a life full of satisfaction where he would learn magic and be in a big city respected by everyone.

    At the age of 17, Edward left his village on a awe-inspiring journey to the biggest magical city in the continent, Kamrup. As he reached the city he came to realize that his journey has just started and he has a lot to learn about magic and know of his true potential. Edward soon joined the Star Magic academy, one of the 3 biggest magical institutions in Kamrup and started to learn more about magic in the following years. 

    Edward later joined the Royal Mage Platoon after showing exceptional magical and decision making talent. He soon rose in rank and became one of the strongest mages in the continent. He defeated countless monsters including the fearsome White Dragon that had been terrorizing the continent for decades, hence earning the title of Hero. But Edward was not happy, he had been working hard in pursuing his dream but he was never satisfied. 

    After three long decades, Edward was finally returning to his birthplace. He could sense the feeling of home as he came closer to his village, the familiar sights, the fresh mana-less air and people in their fields gave him a different type of relief. Edward approached the village with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, as he reached his home, he cried out for his mother and father. His parents who were quite old now, came out as fast as they could and cried tears of joy while hugging Edward and exclaiming to everyone that their son is back. His siblings too rushed out and hugged their brother whom they haven’t seen for 30 whole years.

    After staying just one night in his home, Edward realized that what he had thrown away in search of something better is what he has been missing his whole life. The sense of happiness and satisfaction he felt was unlike anything he felt in Kamrup. Next morning he sent a magical pigeon to the Mage Headquarters in Kamrup with a letter that said,”I pen this letter to inform that I Edward Chapel am retiring from my adventurous life of being a mage. I have found true peace and happiness in my village amidst my family and the ever so nostalgic surroundings. I hope my decision of retiring from the mage corps is acknowledged. Thank you “. Edward finally understood his goal was just to be satisfied and happy and had nothing to do with money, fame and magic.

  • The Curse of the Ebony Grimoire

    The Curse of the Ebony Grimoire

    In a small, forgotten village nestled deep within the dense woods, rumors whispered of a cursed black magic book known as the Ebony Grimoire. According to legend, it held immense power, capable of granting unimaginable desires to those who dared to unlock its secrets. However, the price was steep, for it came with a malevolent force that plagued its owners for eternity.

    One fateful night, a young and ambitious sorcerer named Victor stumbled upon the village. Driven by an insatiable hunger for power, he sought the forbidden knowledge that lay within the Ebony Grimoire. Rumors echoed in his ears, warning him of the dire consequences, but his thirst for dominance blinded him to reason.

    As midnight cast an eerie shadow upon the village, Victor ventured into the heart of the forest, guided by a flickering lantern. The dense underbrush whispered haunting secrets, and the wind carried an ominous chill. A shiver ran down his spine, but his resolve remained steadfast.

    Finally, Victor arrived at a decrepit, dilapidated cottage, its thatched roof sagging under the weight of time. The air grew heavy with a foreboding presence, yet he pushed the creaking door open, revealing a room shrouded in darkness. He could barely make out the outlines of twisted shelves, laden with occult artifacts.

    His trembling hand reached for the ebony cover of the Grimoire, its touch sending an icy jolt through his veins. As he cracked open the book, a gust of wind howled through the room, extinguishing his lantern. Panic seized him, but he knew there was no turning back.

    In the darkness, Victor stumbled upon an incantation that promised dominion over life and death. Reciting the forbidden words, he felt a surge of energy course through him, empowering his every pore. Unbeknownst to him, however, a sinister presence had awakened.

    The villagers, sensing an impending catastrophe, gathered outside the cottage, their faces pale with fear. They could hear Victor’s maniacal laughter and the cries of tortured souls emanating from within. Desperate to save their community, they hatched a plan.

    As Victor completed the ritual, the earth trembled beneath him. The Grimoire’s malevolent force materialized before him, a shadowy figure with glowing red eyes. It spoke with a voice that chilled the marrow in his bones, promising him everything he desired in exchange for his eternal servitude.

    In that moment, the villagers burst into the room, wielding ancient relics and symbols of protection. Their collective energy banished the dark entity back into the abyss, and the Ebony Grimoire snapped shut, trapping the wickedness within.

    But the damage had been done. Victor, consumed by the curse he had unleashed, became an empty vessel, his soul forever intertwined with the malevolence he had sought. He was left to wander the village, his twisted laughter a constant reminder of the horrors that unfolded that night.

    From then on, the village became a haunted place, shunned by outsiders who felt the lingering presence of evil. The Ebony Grimoire remained sealed away, a symbol of the village’s dark past, a reminder of the perils of dabbling in forbidden magic.

    And so, the Curse of the Ebony Grimoire lived on, a cautionary tale whispered to children by their elders, a chilling reminder that some desires should remain unfulfilled, and the pursuit of power can lead to eternal damnation.

  • THE MAN OF PROMISE: BHISHM

    THE MAN OF PROMISE: BHISHM

    Once there was human like no other, one who kept his promise even in the face of death, one who was the greatest warrior of all time. He was not scared, didn’t change a word of his promise even when Lord Krishna asked him to stop, he was none other than the great “Bhishm pitahma” originally named as” Devrata”. He was the eldest son of King Shantanu and goddess Ganga.The  fierce  vow that he made to his step-mother is remembered till date ,Devavrata ceded his rights to the throne and promised to put the son of Satyavati on the throne of the kingdom , won’t marry anyone and would always live like a loyal servant to the throne and the king. He was so keen to keep his promise that he did not stop his grandsons from doing unreligious things , which led to the greatest war of all time ” THE BATTLE OF KURUKSHETRA” .

    He could have easily broken the vow and would have lead a luxurious life with getting married and  having kids  , with all the strength , wisdom , courage and power he had , he could lead his kingdom towards prosperity and peace but his promise doomed everything , his whole family tree collapsed and nothing remained but life lessons for the upcoming generations.

    Today people can’t keep their promise for a second but when we think about this warrior from the past , he remind us of determination, strength and power but alongwith humbleness  , kindness , selflessness. He was not arrogant about having so much of power , he was protective about his kingdom and towards the vow he made decades ago.

    This story gives us a lesson that even a man so powerful could scramble like that , we are nothing so learn to be humble no matter what the situation is.

  • The greedy king 

    The greedy king 

    Raja Vikram lived in a lovely land with lush hills. The king’s greed was as famous as his splendor and fortune. Raja Vikram always craved power and wealth. He desired more riches and gems in his treasure chamber. He taxed his people heavily, making life difficult. While the monarch lived well, the people fought to survive under his authority. Maharishi Vishnu, a wise instructor, visited the residence. He intended to educate the selfish monarch about money. The monarch reluctantly consented to see the wise man.

    Maharishi Vishnu entered the beautiful apartment to find the king surrounded by money and jewelry. The wise man disregarded the king’s riches and talked to him quietly but strongly. “Oh, mighty king, I have come to teach you a lesson that could change your life and the future of your kingdom,” he continued. Raja Vikram, curious, approached and said, “What lesson do you bring, Maharishi?” 

    The wise man said, “Your Highness, true wealth doesn’t come from getting more things, but from making sure your people are healthy and happy.” A great king serves his people gladly. The monarch was astonished by these statements, but he let the instructor speak. Maharishi Vishnu read from an antique book. He described a smart and caring monarch who prioritized his people’s well-being. His dominion expanded and his people were pleased. Raja Vikram felt horrible about his previous actions as the wise guy said. He realized his path was incorrect and changed. After that, the selfish monarch became nice. He reduced taxes and improved people’s lives. He improved the kingdom by building schools, hospitals, and more. People rejoiced as the weight was removed and money returned.

    The world heard the monarch had changed. Raja Vikram’s wisdom and kindness astonished other nations. The monarch gave them government management advice when they requested. This maintained regional peace. Raja Vikram’s reign was peaceful, prosperous, and happy. His transformation replaced his greed.

  • Whispers of the Sea: Lily’s Quest for the Magical Shell

    Whispers of the Sea: Lily’s Quest for the Magical Shell

    Once upon a time in a small coastal town, there lived a young girl named Lily. She had always been fascinated by the sea and spent her days collecting seashells along the shore. But there was one shell she had never found—a mythical, elusive shell said to possess magical powers.

    Determined to uncover the truth, Lily embarked on a quest to find the legendary shell. She sought advice from the wise old woman in the village, who spoke of a hidden cave at the edge of the cliffs. Rumor had it that the shell could only be found there during a full moon.

    With hope in her heart and a glimmer of adventure in her eyes, Lily set out on a moonlit night. The cliffs were treacherous, and the wind howled, but her determination pushed her forward. As she approached the cave, a mysterious mist enveloped her, whispering tales of ancient creatures and forgotten treasures.

    Inside the cave, Lily discovered a hidden chamber adorned with shimmering shells. Her eyes widened in awe as she saw it—the legendary shell. It was larger and more radiant than anything she had ever imagined. She reached out to touch it, and in that moment, a surge of magic coursed through her veins.

    As Lily held the shell, she felt a profound connection to the sea. With every step she took, the waves seemed to dance in harmony, and the creatures of the deep swam closer to greet her. It was as if she had become one with the ocean itself.

    Word of Lily’s discovery spread like wildfire, and people from all over the town flocked to witness the marvel. They were captivated by her ability to communicate with the sea creatures and the enchanting melody that followed her wherever she went.

    Lily’s newfound gift brought joy and wonder to the town. She organized beach clean-ups, working tirelessly to protect the ocean and its inhabitants. The once polluted shores began to transform, and harmony was restored between the land and the sea.

    Years passed, and Lily’s legacy lived on. The town became known for its pristine beaches and vibrant marine life. Lily, now an elderly woman, continued to share her wisdom with the younger generation, teaching them the importance of preserving the wonders of the sea.

    And so, the tale of Lily and the magical shell became a legend passed down through generations, reminding everyone that with determination, courage, and a touch of magic, one person can make a difference and protect the treasures of the world.