The morning sun was peeping through the shadows. The light rays were dancing on the forest floors.The nature caressed her face with the mist. Amidst the blood curdling shouts of the 'MAHABHARATHA WAR' there was a strange calmness around Avantika. "Ohm Nama Shivaya " were the only words her ears could hear. Being an ardent devotee of Shiva, she wasn't aware of the days passing by in her life , she was completely absorbed in her prayers. There was no darkness inside her eyes even though they were closed. She could see the light covering her by her beloved Lord Shiva. She was never frustrated. She had fallen deep into her meditation! Not a drop of water had touched her slender throat for days. But everything around her
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Ithihasa(#Wattys)
Historical FictionHer only motive was to save her uncle Karna. Sacrificing food and water, she meditated for days trying her best to please Lord Shiva. Examining the vicious surroundings around her, it was a pretty difficult task for her. Will Lord Shiva come before...
