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h0bg0blin-meat · 2 months
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VASANTA
Hindu God of Spring and flowers, born from the sigh of Brahma, the creator of the universe. Eternal companion of the God of love, Kama. His name means "a person who lives away from their home returns in spring", hence called VASANTA, i.e., end (anta) of residence (vasati).
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nainawithspecs · 23 days
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A little Rohini piece because I think she is extremely cool and also extremely underrated!
Rohini is not a woman of a lot of words.
And this is not particularly a secret to anyone in Vrindavan. She partakes occasionally in the discussions of milk and grains, lends a hand to Nanda in politics and calculations, sneaks in a suggestion to Krishna for clevering his antics here and there, but, ultimately, finds peace in curling up by the window, the afternoon sunlight falling languidly on the book in her hand.  
She is unsure, then, of how exactly it is that she gets roped into being the head of entertainment for the little girls of the village, that too for a full evening.
The adults are off to a wedding in the neighboring village, the boys are out frolicking in the fields, and the girls, not allowed out in the dark alone, are staring up at her with expectant eyes from where they sit cross legged on the ground.
“What,” she begins, and hopes her tone does not betray the confusion she feels. “Would you all like to do?”
“Can we play battle like the one they show in the nataks?” one from the fifteen responds, her red bindi rising with her eyebrows in eagerness.
“I do not think that would be very wise,” Rohini states, and the abundance of knives as well as children in the house, alongwith the lack of battleground proportions of space makes her believe she is right to do so. She would like to return the girls to their parents with all their organs intact. 
“We could weave a garland then?” 
This time it comes from the front, from the girl in braids and a blue choli. Radha. 
The unofficial leader of the gopis and the partner in crime in most of her nephew’s mischiefs, smiles excitedly at Rohini, and animatedly adds, “I saw Yashoda Kaki bring in a basket full of flowers today. We could all sit around and weave it together.”
Most of the girls nod in agreement.
It is not a bad idea at all, but, “She had to use all of them for the puja this morning, I am afraid.”
Radha’s moon-like face falls, and Rohini feels a slight pang of regret. 
The kid just beside Radha immediately declares. “Take us to the wedding. I heard the food there is delicious.”
“It will be over by now, Lali,” Radha pouts, looking into the distance. 
“And we can not go to a wedding empty handed,” a girl from the middle row pipes up, seemingly scandalized. “Right, Kaki?”
Rohini hides an amused smile at the exchange. “Quite right. And besides,” she looks over at the bright young faces. “I must confess, I happen to be completely in the dark in regard to whose nuptials are even taking place.” 
The girls exchange glances among themselves. There seems to be a silent mutual understanding when Radha leans ahead to whisper conspiratorially, “Us too, Kaki.” A pause. “I think that is why we were not invited.”
Rohini leans ahead too, and drops her voice to her level. “I think that is why I was not invited either.”
The young ladies break out in giggles and Rohini, surprisingly, finds herself joining them. 
“Weddings should be about food, not the names.” Lali huffs. “Nobody cares about them.”
“True. The fight over food makes better stories than most of the bride and grooms,” another girl, adorned with green bangles and a leaf crown, asserts.
Radha suddenly gasps, deep brown eyes lighting up. “Kaki! Why don’t you tell us a story? I have seen you reading everyday. You must know so many.”
There is murmur of agreement in the gathering and Rohini is surprised that why had she not thought of it.
“Yes,” Rohini breathes out, “I do know quite a few.” She may perhaps not be a words person, but stories to her had always been more about art rather than language. More a painting rather than ink. “And to suit the occasion, some of them happen to involve weddings too.”
There is a cheer from the gathering as Rohini beacons them closer. This time, the expectant eyes and eager expression are more than welcome as she begins, “There was once a king who wanted to marry a princess from a different culture. She agreed but first placed two demands about her god and freedom…”
When the boys come back, they are shocked to see the gopis chatting away with Rohini late into the night, hanging on each and every word of hers like a sacred thread.
When the grown ups come back, at the crack of dawn, they are left confused at the sight of kids asleep around Rohini in Yashoda’s aangan, as the crisp, almost orange light falls on the royal princess reading between the dozing forms, lightly stroking Radha’s hair who’s asleep on her lap.
(Years later, when Krishna kills Kansa and becomes the Lord of Mathura, when Subhadra comes into their world and when all Vrindavan is allowed to be is a distant unimportant village, Rohini weaves a tale to her daughter to lull her into a slumber and dares not dwell on why her heart recalls a hazy laughter filled evening and hurts itself so.) 
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g0j0s · 2 months
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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.
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slayerofthevampire · 7 months
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“I am the past; I am the future; I am the present; I am the moon, the sun, and the sky. I am death, pity, and anger. I am the wise, wise and innocent. I am Shiva.”
—Lord Shiva 🔱🙏
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aahanna · 2 months
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Celebrating the Divine Power
Navratri is not just about dancing and festivities; it's a profound reminder of the importance of women and a call for respect. It urges us to recognize the strength within us and stand up for our rights, dreams, and desires.
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buttercupspotify · 9 months
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could you make an mb on my name and theme (modern day Sita) ?
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❝pov : you're modern day sita ❞
💌 request by : @janaknandini-singh999
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note :- thank you sm for the request, this is most probably my first request ever 😭!! and the theme you chose was pretty too <3 . p.s. i imagine the two girls here as urmila and sita (yes they're sister goals 🥺)
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blue-lotus333 · 4 months
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Arjuniya - 🪷🤍
“when Arjuna plunged into the water of the lake, which was tinged with the pollen dropped from white lotuses, lotuses opening on moonrise, (other) lotuses and red and blue lotuses, and which was agreeably perfumed with honey-drops, which was shaken by the notes of corpulent swans, whose four banks were decked with jewels, which had ripples due to gentle breezes, she vanished just there. The charmingly smiling one got up and on seeing around, was confused. He instantly saw himself (to be turned into) a wonderful, excellent lady,
who had a slim, fair, charming body like the rays of pure gold, whose age was that of a sparkling youth, whose face resembled the autumnal moon, whose hair was very dark, curly, glossy and shining with jewels, whose curls of hair on the plate (-like forehead) were brightened up due to the rays from the mark of red lead, who had vanquished Cupid’s bow due to the knittings of the creeper-like eyebrows being manifest, whose wagtail-like eyes were dark like clouds and sportive,
whose round cheeks were sparkling due to the bright lustre of the jewelled ear-rings, whose wonderful creeper-like arms were delicate like lotus-stalks, whose sprout-like hands took away all the beauty of autumnal lotuses, who had put on a waist-band made of gold and arranged cleverly, whose hips were shining with jingling girdles, whose beautiful place of hips was covered with a shining garment, whose lotus-like feet were very charming due to the jingling jewelled anklets, who possessed the skill in the various arts of love being manifested, who was endowed with all (good) characteristics,
who was adorned with all ornaments. Due to the illusion of (i.e. created by) the lover of the cowherdesses he forgot whatever belonged to his former body; and after that, being very much astonished, stood there, not knowing what to do.”
- Padma Purana, 61b-74a
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jukti-torko-golpo · 9 months
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Looking back at the pujos of yesteryears.... A mobile camera can capture such beautiful memories.
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janaknandini-singh999 · 9 months
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Vishnu & Shiva (Harihara)
Vishnu is a mischievous yet grounded boy who loves the colour yellow, the sky and dresses. Shiva is a fierce yet innocent one who loves nature, yoga and dancing.
"SHIVUUUWUUU MY LOVE MY GOD!" Vishnu ran and jumped on Shiva, who smiled a little. He kissed Shiva's cheek and grinned "I MADE YOU A TIARA OF YOUR FAVOURITE RUDRAKSH BEADS AND SOME PRETTY FLOWERSSKSKSS"
"You know that I get content with just some belpatra and bhasm, right?"
"OK, MY BHASM BESTIE BRO!" Vishnu pouted "Keep your low maintenance rituals for your dear devotees for an easy path to reach you. But allow MEEE TO SPOIL YOU AT LEAST??! You give everyone vardaan, don't you? Give one to me also that you let me love you IN MY OWN WAYYY HEHEHEHEHE"
"Alright alright!" Shiva couldn't help but laugh a little as he placed the tiara on his head gently
"THERE NOW!!! You look so ADORABLE, my BHOLEY BABUUU UWU" Vishnu pulled Shiva's cheeks hard "Who can tell that you're a WILD YOGU? Btw do you remember the time I became Mohini and we merged-"
Shiva quickly lifted him up in bridal style, laughing nervously "Yes, I do, buddy."
Someone cleared their throat and Shiva looked up, letting out a gasp and dropping Vishnu down with a thud.
"OWWW! I-" he turned around to look too "oh-"
Parvati and Lakshmi were standing at a distance, the former clearly fuming with rage. Lakshmi shrugged and looked away, politely.
"Parvati, it is nothing like it seems-"
"That's ENOUGH, swami!"
Shiva immediately went quiet. He remembers Kaali and how he had to literally lay down in front of her to save the cosmos from getting obliterated by her wife's wrath.
"But you know it was for a purpose! Lord Ayappa was born."
Parvati sighed "I know and understand all of that.. but the way I had to literally sacrifice myself in the pyre as Sati for your honour, then get reborn as Parvati and do tapasya for CENTURIES just for you to ACCEPT me as your wife! But with bhraata Vishnu here, all he needed to do was turn into the most beautiful enchantress and you-"
Vishnu grinned nervously and looked away too.
"I'll talk to YOU TOO later, brother!" Parvati spoke to Vishnu and walked away, Shiva on her heels, chasing her.
He glared at Vishnu one last time, whispering "If the brahmaand goes up in flames with her then you shall be the one to be blamed, Jagannath!"
"No?" Vishnu could barely contain himself from giggling "YOU will be. Shiva couldn't confront and comfort his Shakti????? The most sacred couple, PARENTS OF THE UNIVERSE?"
Shiva groaned and made a dash for his wife
Lakshmi sighed again and advanced towards her husband "Why do you do this?"
Vishnu looked at her with his big, innocent bambi eyes "Me?"
Lakshmi blinked slowly "Yes." and waved her hand "I know your leelas but the world still needs to get used to it, love. You always have something up your sleeve. But really? Poor Shivashakti are the epitome of love. What have they done? Why did you trouble them??"
"Nok jhok se prem badhta hain, meri swamini!" Vishnu winked "and who knows that better than you?"
Lakshmi finally let out a laugh "You ARE impossible."
It was Vishnu's turn to blink and sigh
"Impossible to stay mad at!" Lakshmi winked back at him and he laughed with her, kissing her
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melancholicmonody · 2 years
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Sita Moodboard
"I couldn’t control what was done to me. But my response to it was in my control."
The Forest of Enchantments// Chitra Bannerjee Divakaruni
Tags @aasthuu @budugu @bipdf @chaoticallykindmortal @witchhere @inc0rrectmyths @maraudersbitchesassemble
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h0bg0blin-meat · 4 months
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HARIHAR
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slayerofthevampire · 7 months
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“Uncanny visions arise in my mind: of timeless evil, and a battle older than the earth, which has been fought before on countless worlds, in forgotten ages. Even after this battle of Lanka, the war shall be fought again and again; until time ends, and dharma and adharma with it.”
—Prince Ram🏹🙏
Hindu Mythos Moodboard 4/?, Diwali special edition. Wishing you all a festival of lights filled with joy and prosperity! ✨🎆🪔
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aahanna · 2 months
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"May the divine energy of Navratri and the triumph of good over evil, as embodied by Lord Ram's victory over Ravana, inspire us to conquer our own inner demons and emerge victorious in the battle of life. May we embrace the courage and self-confidence of Ram and the strength and resilience of the Goddess Durga to overcome obstacles and achieve our goals. Wishing you a blessed Navratri and a joyous Ram Navami!"
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blue-lotus333 · 2 months
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꧁The Apsaras꧂
Urvashi, the most heavenly nymph.
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Menaka, she who has charming seduction.
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Rambha, Queen of the Apsaras.
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Tilottama, she who is made with everything perfect
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Ghritachi, The graceful mother of many.
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jukti-torko-golpo · 1 year
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শুভ দোল পূর্ণিমা &
Happy Holi
May the hues of happiness overwhelm the shades of sadness.
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ramayantika · 2 years
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Draped in colours of the deep dark oceans,
Sea pearls adorn her graceful neck and wrists,
Her blue lotus like eyes dart to the corners,
To the little fishes swimming near her.
She is Varuni, the goddess taking care of the oceans and seas.
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