Historical
The Glories of Mount Kailash
The mythology and legend surrounding Mount Kailash are profoundly ingrained in the practices and doctrines of many different religions, most notably Buddhism, Hinduism, and Jainism. Although the narrative has been told in many different ways, here is a basic synopsis of it:
By Vijay Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
Dancing in the Rain of Romance. Content Warning.
Once upon a time, in the charming town of Serenity Hollow, nestled among rolling hills and cozy little houses, a story unfolded under a moonlit sky: the story called "Dancing In The Rain Of Romance". In this enchanting story, the main characters are Lila, a talented seamstress with a talent for weaving stories into fabric, and Ethan, a minstrel whose nimble fingers can extract melodies from his guitar strings.
By FATIGUN Abayomi Adeyeri2 years ago in Fiction
Highlights of Tanjore Great Temple
Located in Thanjavur, formerly known as Tanjore, a city in the Indian state of Tamil Nadu, is the architectural wonder known as the Brihadeeswarar Temple or the Thanjavur Big Temple. It serves as a reminder of the Chola dynasty's architectural genius and rich cultural legacy, which dominated southern India during the Middle Ages.
By Vijay Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
The Story of the Meenakshi Temple
Located in the Tamil Nadu state of India, the Meenakshi Temple is a well-known Hindu temple. It is devoted to the goddess Meenakshi, who is thought to be a manifestation of Lord Shiva's wife, Parvati. A great example of Dravidian architecture, the temple is also a major pilgrimage place.
By Vijay Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
Tegid's Journey. Top Story - January 2024.
Tegid stopped for a moment, gazing at the landscape adorned in sparkling white. Faint patches of green battling their way to visibility against the bitter hands of the gods. An amber hue emanating from the rectangular house in the near distance. She was ever intrigued by these extraordinary houses and fascinated by those behind their walls. Tegid continued, the soft crunch of her boots falling into winter’s gentle embrace, steps imprinted briefly in time. She delighted as crisp air filled her lungs and her breath resembled that of a dragon’s. The silky strands of her hair glistened as they were kissed by fading sunbeams. A swift and biting breeze greeted the fluffy white hills, the snowflakes swirling, entangled as though they were dancing. Most of the houses looked miniature, the snowdrifts stretching, threatening to creep over their windows. This could nearly make her forget the true enormity of the people inside them. Those who brave the Northern Sea, fighting for a morsel of what the waters can offer. Tegid wasn’t long estranged from the sea's sharp temper, however, she noticed how strangely peaceful it seemed with a silvery blanket settled all around. She felt a chill pinch at her ears and tip of her reddened nose as an impulsive gust impishly tackled. Chuckling, she pulled herself back to her feet as she reached the peculiar house. The door opened, her face warming from the fire inside. She entered, behind her the sunlight fled and the snowfall virtually seemed to disappear.
By Lauren Jane R2 years ago in Fiction
A Matter for the Gods
An Intense Dream: I dreamed of an Indian Chief standing on a desert plain alone. Dreaming in the haze of unreality, I blinked to ensure this was no mirage rippling into existence on the dry, cracked earth beneath him. Convinced that this vision had taken form, I began walking toward him.
By Veronica Coldiron2 years ago in Fiction
