Aashi

Joined February 2023

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Undead creature -2
I am a thousand-year-old vampire so my magic and endurance are better than yours besides this little sunlight won't affect my magic and health
By Aashi3 years ago in Fiction
Undead creature -3
them for a while then raced that guy up it's safe now stand up I just fooled the guards to rescue you oh thank you thank you so much for saving
By Aashi3 years ago in Fiction
U-turn
U-turn would have us believe that an intern at a news portal called ND times will go at 10 30 PM in this pouring rain to a stranger's house because she needs a quote for a story that she's working on if such incredibly dedicated interns do exist please Point them in the direction of the film company and this is perhaps the least ridiculous element in this film
By Aashi3 years ago in Journal
Undead creature -1
A picture of a chaotic and bizarre wedding taking place who were they and what happened to them let's explore together deep in the dark forests of that dangerous place there was a special and frightening Hotel named Transylvania.
By Aashi3 years ago in Fiction
Shakuntalam
abhijana shakuntalam by Kalidasa a classic love story that has fascinated the Hindi dub at least the language is. my biggest takeaway from Shakuntalam is that ALU Arha the six-year-old daughter of ALU Arjun is a natural-born star she comes into the film in the third act and brightens up the frame but before we get there we have to endure over two hours of Soul sapping tedium is such a deadly cocktail of theatrical acting and synthetic visuals that barely anything Rings true except area's outsized cuteness the film is based on the play filmmakers for more than a century the first film version was released in 1920. vishantaram made it twice first at Shakuntala in 1943 and then at $3 in 1961. this story has been adapted into Tamil Malayalam Assamese in Telugu it was made in 1966 with the legendary NT Rama Rao and bisa Roja Devi but Shakuntalam director Guna Sekhar has an advantage over all these filmmaker's technologies we now have the VFX that can render the forests and palaces that this story requires Cinema has Grand tradition of mythological Cinema going back to the classic Maya Bazaar should have been a dazzling tale of Dharma and Karma love and longing instead it's a crashing board
By Aashi3 years ago in Journal
10 suspense thriller movies
Memories of murder This movie is one of the scariest movies ever made in the world and the strange thing is that it is based on a true incident. There is a small village in Korea where everyone knows each other very well. Suddenly girls start disappearing from there. And the next day the bodies of those girls are found. That too without clothes. and they are sexually assaulted.
By Aashi3 years ago in Psyche
Ayurveda
Ayurveda is primarily an Indian science. During the period of Gautama Buddha and after, many valuable additions were made to Ayurveda. Adya – Vaidya Lord Dhanvantari is considered the father of Ayurveda. According to mythology, he got this knowledge from Brahma ( creature of the earth according to Hindu mythology) himself.
By Aashi3 years ago in Journal
I'm looking for
I'm looking for I'm looking for my poetry In inner words, some in dreams, some in thoughts, some in daily routine. I am searching for my poetry in people sleeping on the footpath, some in hungry and thirsty children, some in the shadow of poverty. I am searching for my poetry in the ruined villages of the mountains, some in the people running to the city, some in the hopeful faces. I am searching for my poetry in the narrow streets of the cities, in the doors of some closed rooms. in faces wearing some lies I am searching for my poetry, in the soil of country,in some border conditions. I'm looking for my poem In the mud of politics, some in phrases, some in promises, some in memories of scams. I am searching for my poetry, some in screams, some in pain, some in the wounds of everyday. I am searching for my poem, every day there are crimes, in suppressing some weak, in hiding some strong. I am searching for my poetry, ornamentation, tone, in centuries, some in colors, some in verses, some in the rivers of love disease. looking for my poem In the wide illusion of childhood, some in the high shoulders of father, some in the shadow of mother's lap.
By Aashi3 years ago in Poets
Destiny
Life is a page in the god's notebook, it's ok if it is empty, it will be good if it is written The last page is death and the first page is birth, the middle pages should be filled by ourselves, because it is our own karma Mistakes should be avoided, no page should ever be filtered, even if a mistake is made, it should not be torn and thrown away, because it is from this that we have to learn further. It's fun to keep a relationship . It's fun to weave a life. It's fun to sing a tune. Destiny is not written by anyone else, we can write it beautifully there is no need to bring anything when we come, there is no justice when we go, then we should be born to find the answer to the question that we should live this life for someone. You love to fall to 'recover', you love to cry to 'laugh', You like to be mistaken for 'misunderstanding', there are 'everyone' like you in life
By Aashi3 years ago in Poets
Rats
There were a lot of rats in the village. Everywhere you looked, you could see big and small rats. These rats were very destructive. Crops in the fields and grains stored in houses and shops were to be thrown away. The clothes in the closet would be gnawed. The people of the village suffered a lot and continue to suffer. Soon there would have been such a terrible situation that there would have been a drought.
By Aashi3 years ago in Fiction
Nature
mountain-waterfall river canal Life goes on stopping here Sometimes a song like flying with butterflies. which charms everyone sometimes beautiful dream with happiness but wish to never break the dream sometimes rainbow filled with colours which shows shades of life sometimes ocean with great waves that keeps hitting the edges sometimes Sometimes, after mingling with the sparrows, they used to chatter at their feet, but these moments would have stayed here Sometime running around to snatch kites, sneaking in the storm to steal mangoes from the garden, but the fear of Lakdsughwa stayed here for a moment It rained six-six rainy days stay here! intentionally drenched bathe in the rain, jump here, slide there carrying a backpack
By Aashi3 years ago in Poets
Where is the destination is not known
Ever since the lamps of my eyes were extinguished, since then the darkness started coming to me. Whenever I used to run on the paths on which I kept stumbling every step of the way life taught me something now I have started to take care of the lessons after falling at every step. As if there is no talk of far and near no hope and no desire echoing in all the four directions, who are you, who are you? they touched the ears and started passing through the ears. It was when the eyes kept seeing the difference in people now this feeling kept reminding me thinking that what is today, may not be tomorrow happiness started flowing like sorrow. Walk on the path that wants to say something, the sky wants to say something, everything is ashes everyone will be mixed in ashes It has become a habit to live in loneliness where is there no path being told feet are tired, this journey is not easy, eyes do not know where is the destination
By Aashi3 years ago in Poets