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vishnavishivaa · 3 months ago

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A Mother's Love

Thanjavur shone in the radiance of now being ruled by Raja Raja Cholan, born Arulmozhi Thevan, though he was most commonly referred to as Arulmozhi Varman and Ponniyin Selvan, to this day. It was the second year of his reign, and music flowed in delight at the gentleness yet ferocity of their King, who they crowned as the greatest of all time. Amidst them, a young teenager, who placed not just immense admiration but an unending pride on the current Chola Emperor, walked along the gardens. The blooming flowers soothed him nearly as much as his mother did.

Madhurantakan Vikraman, the heir of the Chola Kingdom, the eldest son of Raja Raja Cholan and his first wife, Udaiya Pirattiyar Vaanavan Maadeviyar, commonly known as Vaanathi, felt like he bore the weight of the world on his shoulders. He had been raised from a young age by not just his Amma and Appa, but also by his Athai, his Periya Patti Sembiyan Maadevi, and his Chittis, as they entered his life. He was the closest to his father's second and third wives, Loka Maadevi and Panchavan Maadevi, after his mother. Vaanathi was Madhurantakan's solace, his calmness. His father often remarked that he was a lot like Arulmozhi himself when it came to Vaanathi, which made Madhurantakan beam with pride, every single time.

He sighed, touching the flowers lightly. His mother was doing a very tough vratam to pray for Chola Nadu, and his Chittis were aiding her, both following their own vratas for the same. Madhurantakan always felt that the spiritual growth his Amma, Chittis and Appa had shown aided in the unity of Chola Nadu, and he wanted to see devotion and spirituality grow.

A sudden inspiration struck him, and he turned, just as his eleven year old, almost twelve year old brother Araiyan ran up to him.

"Anna! Anna!"

"Calm down, Aru. What is it?" Madhurantakan asked, half curious, half worried. While he himself was a prankster, when Araiyan got something in his mind, the process ended up involving all the children and the results, scoldings from Vaanathi for all the children.

"Anna, Appa is with Amma and Chittis. They have some royal matters to discuss, and Appa asked me to spend time with you."

"And?"

"I have an idea!"

Madhurantakan shook his head fondly, eyeing his hyper brother. He should have known, but he was also looking forward to this. Pranks with Araiyan always allowed him to feel better and pulled him away from his overthinking spiral.

"Tell me about it, as we go and recruit Mathi."

Madhurantakan winced as he met his mother's stern eyes, and he pouted, knowing he looked exactly like his father when he did that. Kundavai and Arulmozhi seemed to smirk at each other, both knowing what Madhurantakan was doing. Vaanathi, however, was not fooled, for her eyes narrowed, and it was only Danti Sakti's (Loka Maadevi's) gentle touch that stopped the former from bursting into an angry rant.

Vaanathi took a deep breath, and sweetly began to question the children, and the troop of siblings and cousins exchanged looks. They were all going to get it from Vaanathi then, and they knew it.

Madhurantakan had to smile though. His mother's scoldings felt like delight to him.

****

"Vaanathi?"

Vaanathi looked up from her documents to meet her husband's eyes. She placed them down, standing up to open her arms for him, laughing when he sunk into them immediately. They somehow fit, despite Vaanathi being much smaller than her way too tall, well built due to practice and war husband. She giggled softly when he pecked her neck, his strong arms cradling her form against his own. He snuggled into her, before taking her to their bed to hug her more.

"What is wrong, my Lord?" she ran her fingers through his hair, and he sighed, huffing a soft laugh.

"How do you always know, my love?"

"I just know you, husband. Tell me, what is the matter?" she left a soothing kiss on his forehead, smiling when she felt his muscles relax.

"I am worried about Madhu."

Vaanathi sighed. She too was worried about their elder son. He walked around like he held the world on his shoulders, and Araiyan had come to her with his worries about his elder brother as well. She looked at her husband and said, "He is much like you, Swami. You were so when you were nineteen, were you not?"

"I never wanted my children to feel this way, Vaanathi. Not any of them," the Emperor confessed, anguish crossing his face. "Did you talk to Sakti and Azhagi about this?"

"I did, Swami. And they too noticed Madhu's change in behaviour. Sakti, of course, is of the opinion that an adventure will help, for her spirit, yours and Azhagi's are more for open freedom, than taking what we have and using it as freedom."

"That is why we three have you and Akka," he said fondly. "You and Akka ground Sakti, Azhagi and myself, and you know it."

"Yes we do," Vaanathi said. "But Madhu, my love, Madhu might be a lot like you, but he is like me even more in this. The only difference is, being young, he does not know how to make use of what he has and make that itself freedom."

"He needs you to teach him, Vaanathi. It took me some time to learn from you. Marrying you taught me how to work within the constraints of the heavy expectations and still feel free."

"Freedom is made within first, before we pursue it in external situations. I will talk to Madhu, Swami, you rest assured."

"I trust you, my love. I trust you."

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Vaanathi got the opportunity to talk to Madhurantakan properly two days later. She watched her eldest quietly, as he plopped himself near her feet, laying his head on her lap. She could feel the weight on his still young shoulders, and the burden of being the heir, of being raised the heir. There had always been a tug of war among most of the family on how Madhurantakan should be, till Vaanathi had put her foot down, and Arulmozhi, now Raja Raja Cholan, as well as Kundavai, had supported her.

"Madhu," she said softly, carding her fingers through his hair.

"Amma?" he seemed to curl in, allowing her soothing touch to balance him, an action Vaanathi knew all too well.

"Do you want to hear a story about your Appa?"

"About Appa?" Madhurantakan looked at her, his chin on her lap, and she nodded, pressing a soft kiss to his curls, so much like Arulmozhi himself.

"Yes. When expectations become too heavy, we feel very burdened by them. We want an escape, we want freedom. Even your Appa, who is so conscientious of his duty, was like that."

Madhurantakan's eyes lit up, and Vaanathi sighed. Seemed like the son was as much his father as he was Vaanathi herself. She knew she had to explain the truth of life so that Madhurantakan could make a decision that he felt was right for himself. She never wanted to stifle him, but she did want him to learn of his options.

"When Selvar felt so," Selvar was a nickname retained from the pre-marriage days, one she still called Arulmozhi, "he found Samudrakumari, your Patti Poonkuzhali. He thought that he wanted to marry her because he wanted the freedom she represented."

"He wanted to.. WHAT?" Madhurantakan had grown up seeing his father's romantic nature with his mother being a steady presence. He could not envision this situation at all. His father was still in love with his mother, despite his respect and care and even love for his other wives.

"I was hurt too, but I understood his reasons once I realized what he really wanted," Vaanathi told her son gently, raking her fingers through his hair. "We did have a rough time in between, but we sorted it out ultimately."

For a moment, Vaanathi was lost in her younger self and the pain, the loss of self worth, and the painstaking realization that the love of her life doubted her. But they had slowly patched it up, bit by bit, creating a secure, understanding environment filled with openness between them. She turned to her son, whose eyes were bright, a mixture of hers and his father's.

"Madhu, there are three types of people in the world: those who live their lives in freedom without realizing the things they are missing, those who want freedom but stay back with their responsibilities, and those who take what they have and create freedom for themselves. Your Appa is the second type, as are Sakti and Azhagi. Their duties and responsibilities come first, and thus, their freedom takes a different manifestation in their dreams for our Kingdom. To ground them, Akka and I are there. Madhu, it is up to you to decide who you want to be among these three types."

"Amma, what about you? What type are you?" Madhu asked, though his eyes said he knew. Vaanathi tapped his forehead, as if to say that she wanted to hear this from him.

"You make freedom with what you already have," Madhurantakan said, looking at her with awe. "That is why you are so grounded, why Appa and both Sakti Chitti and Azhagi Chitti turn to you, not just for advice, but also for comfort, for peace. Amma, you bring peace to our family, to our Kingdom."

"Madhu, how can one person do all that? Everyone plays their role in the peace," she kissed his forehead gently. She laughed softly when her son cuddled into her, his affections open with her, even during formal events, much like Arulmozhi with his own mother. After some time in the cuddle, Madhurantakan spoke again.

"Amma, teach me how to take what I have and find freedom in it, please?"

Vaanathi smiled, knowing that she had understood her son right. She knew he would ask for this, and he did. She nodded, hugging him gently, before settling down to share words of advice and her perspective. Later, she would ask him to go to Kundavai, who had taught both Vanathi and Arulmozhi, and who played a big role in raising all the children of the family, whose perseverance, steadiness combined with firmness and care had given the children more freedom than they knew.

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lutawolf · 1 year ago

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The Sign Commentary Review Ep 3

I'm saying fuck it and doing this commentary anyways, even though it's way late. (my kid got into a car accident. Fuck this year.) Anyways I think I'm hilarious so here we go.

Home dude really just let Tharn get kidnapped and looks so lost about it. Hahah! The friend group drinking at the idea of Phaya and Tharn having sex. So dead.

The way these coconuts are stirring up Phaya. And why did his brain go straight to shower. He is so obvious and doesn't even care. Then races out to call the man. Like, are you just now realizing what is going on. This is real life drunkenness, I swear. When Chalothon shows up in the camera feed, it's a total audacity of this bitch moment.

Good news, Chalothon is not having any luck controlling Tharn either. The faces Phaya makes at his phone.

HAHAHA! Phaya's face when he gets back to the table and sees all the guys. He went from being on top of the world to a no good, shitty day real fast. Poor baby, lol.

Phaya's book collection has me jealous. The music playing while he is visualizing the girl. Especially with those subs (mysterious music playing). 🤣🤣🤣 The whole scene with the sister, omg. (mysterious music) (footstep sounds) (footstep sounds) (mysterious music) Phaya's eyes shifting as if in panic. All very dramatic.

Grandma is so pretty!!! She's hilarious too.

Somebody got romance on the brain! I mean, I'm only guessing, between the closeness and the subtitles telling me that romantic music is playing. Then dreams of cuddling Tharn. Cute! I like how the lighting makes them look like they are underwater.

Boy woke up so confused. "I must have thought about him too much." Ya think?!?

Phaya is a talented artist. He has a lot of art of a boy also a side profile of a female. The one we can't see clearly makes me think of the dragon from the water. Is the cat a Cha Kla? Cha Kla is a mythological cat from Thailand. Legend says that the Ch Kla are terrified of humans and will hide from them, but if they are seen or touched, that person will eventually die. However, they are usually black, where this is white with black surrounding it.

Grandma, "Are they twins?" Then Phaya goes on to fill her in on everything. These two have a very close relationship.

"Did I do anything weird last night?" Boy, that is a loaded question. Ya'll Yai is adorable. He is for sure one of my favorite side characters.

Doc... I'm having doubts that I'm gonna like you. You've barely talked, but you have slime ball written all over you. And what is up with Tharn saying that him and Phaya aren't that close??? Clearly he isn't that close to the Doc if he is hiding stuff.

Nong Khai!!! Nong (low area like a swamp) Khai (lost) is situated on the banks of the majestic Mekong River, one of the world’s longest and most iconic rivers. It's also a very important pilgrimage for Buddhist because of a revered Buddhist stupa that dates back to the 16th century and is believed to contain relics of the Lord Buddha. You know what else it's known for?? Nagas. These mythical creatures are semidivine beings that are serpent shape-shifters. Whether it is a human form, full serpent, or half serpent, half-human form, the Nagas can take up whatever shape they prefer. They are a strong and attractive species, who are regarded as guardians of treasure which resides in the underwater kingdom of Patala-Loka or Naga-Loka, a stunning place decorated in gems.

Now I'm really excited!

💜💜💜 I'm dying. "She's gorgeous." "I know that, but she's also very scary. I'm afraid of her." This honestly makes me like him even more. NGL. They are pretty close with the Abbott. Aww, poor Yai getting ganged up on. *Snickers*

Clues! "While you’re staying here. Let me warn you about something. Make sure you often meditate and dedicate the merits to those whom you have wronged in the past. So that it would help lighten the consequences of your karma. Got it?"

"Is he still not free from them? They’ve been after him since when he was born. That’s why he had to live at the temple. What do they want from him? Why are they so vengeful?"

Shot to sad Abbott and sad Tharn.

Phaya asking the Abbott if he remembers him. Give me answers! Give me! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Finally!!! It's come out that he is the boy that was saved by him!

And we crash again. That's so fucking sad, is this why he thinks the people he loves dies??? "Everything has already been destined. His life is written by the karma he did in his past life." This is so fucking sad. But wait! There is hope! "His destiny has been entwined with someone since his past life. That person will lead him to experience bad things. But it is also that person who would be able to free him from his karma."

Okay, so the Rocket Festival they are talking about and why the date is significant. The Rocket Festival is usually celebrated on the weekends in the middle of May, just before the start of the crop plantation period (the rainy season). This ancient festival is a merit-making ceremony which involves firing home-made rockets towards the heavens to captivate the rain gods and hope for a good monsoon season before the crop plantations take place.

"Whether you’d be free from those whom you have wronged in the past... depends on whether you’d be able to find the owner of this amulet tonight." Damn, that's not ominous. Poor fucking kid.

Ahhhhh, this is when his visions started! No thoughts, he just dives in. This boy does not deserve to have to pay for his past life! I absolve him! You live by a river, and you're just shaking him? Fucking turn him over and smack his back!

Past, Phaya is so puppy dog.

Wait! You forgot to give him the amulet!!! Dumbass kids. Always forget the important part. I mean... Well, I guess saving a person from drowning is the important part, but you know what I mean! Oh good, Phaya found him.

"So, he would probably live for a very long time. But you have to be careful though. If both of your destiny are entwined like what I think... You would eventually find each other again."

And clearly, Yai has always been the way he has been since forever.

Naga! He dreams of Nagas! Usually the festival associated with Naga is the Naga Fireball Festival. Which is celebrated in the fall or Buddhist Lent period. In this festival, people gather along a certain stretch of the Mekong River, to witness glowing red 'fireballs' shoot up into the sky. The number of fireballs sighted can range from hundreds to thousands. The local people attribute this phenomenon to the mythical 'Phaya Nak', a giant serpent that they believe resides within the river.

Okay, I'll shut up now and get back to the show.

"He doesn’t know how to swim. But he still wants to go and play near the riverbank."

"Grandma, I really heard someone calling me there last night."

That's just a great kid. We almost saw the Darwin Theory in action. The stupid shall not inherit the earth. Gee wiz, I hear disembodied voices, let's go investigate near water where I can not swim. This is like me hearing a gun shot and going to check it out. No, I don't want to die, I'm not that noisy. The unknown can stay unknown. Phaya as a kid was so soft and shy. Boy has he changed!

WTF is not wanting to take the amulet. Don't be an ungrateful asshole, kid. Tharn takes no shit, even as a kid.

"What you saw wasn’t a dream. It was your karma." "Are you saying that... they are those whom I have wronged in my past life?"

We're getting closer to answers! Ahhh, we're talking more about the Naga!!! So Tharn was a Naga in a past life??

"You both are destined to help each other Trust each other. Only then, you would be able to free yourself from your karma. Your kind hearts are your best weapon. And remember to always trust each other. Help each other. And you both would live a happy life, like you’ve always dreamt of." Sounds simple enough... (dumdumdum aka thunder sounds)

Oh snap! We got some bad weather! Okay, so Naga have different classes. From the general Nagas who have large bodies like great serpents with a crest on the head and strong poison to the celestial ones who have several heads with lethal poison and supernatural power such as disguising themselves more than just as a human being. Furthermore, certain ones can effect rain. The power to bring rain or cause drought by stop giving it. Some beliefs say they can disguise themselves as rain clouds and/or rainbows. That is why the quote for the Rocket Festival is "How much water will the Naga give this year."

Ohhh, who could this be? The king of Naga? There are a few options, so I won't hazard a guess just yet.

Can I just say that I'm loving that Phaya is chasing after scared Tharn. Yai and Phaya hugging like they didn't just get drunk together the night before. 🤣🤣🤣

"It was quite dark, so I didn't know he actually looks like this." OMG, I'm Dead. Hahaha Yai... I can see why you and your gf fit together.

Ahhhh I'm loving this so much!! You see the Naga decorations on the bridge?? This is in association with their connection to rainbows. The rainbow signifies the bridge between earth and the underworld. Sorry if this shit is boring, you guys! Like I said earlier, I'm way late, and so I'm just writing about what I find interesting. Because I refuse to force beliefs on my children, I give them books on world religions and beliefs. I read it so that I can help them as they read what they are interested in. I find all this stuff so captivating.

The way Yai looks at his girl. So sweet.

Okay, I see what they are doing here with the dream, but I'm dead. That hair and his facial expression. Like he is seconds away from laughing at himself. I would love to see BTS of this part right here.

Look at Phaya just calling Tharn out. Like Bitch, try and run from me. "Why didn't you want to tag along with us."

Isn't that where he was sitting when he had the vision? Phaya, you wish he was hitting on you, lol.

Not matching clothes!!! Tharn bitching all the time but damned if he didn't put on the matching clothes.

He left her cause she was naga! What!

Yes, he is telling you that you are the cause of his bad dreams. But he still wants you to stick around so nevermind.

I love these fools. I love grandma. Now everyone knows that Phaya is the boy that was saved.

I like Sand.

"If what you said is true, Yai and I both love you like our own brother... but we’re still safe and sound."

"Don’t let what the Abbot has predicted come true." Grandma come back! Explain this to me...

Hahah! Tharn is so sassy. "Did you use this kind of story to hit on the girls in France?"

See, no hiding for Phaya. He just straight up tells Tharn that he likes him. I think evil jellyfish is a new favorite nickname for me. I really want to read this book but it's like 15 bucks. Crazy!

AHHH! They finally kiss!!! "And this is called a goodnight kiss."

Tharn's face when Phaya says goodnight. Bless the poor boy. Well fuck, we getting stormy weather over a kiss? What the hell is gonna happen when they do more!?! I think I liked it better when the sex just woke up the evil twin, not cause destruction of humanity. Tharn is cute but I don't know that he is Noah Arc worth it kind of cute. Just saying.

Running scared! But that's okay cause Phaya is very willing to chase. Even tackle.

"Do you want to get hurt?" Phaya over here like, yes please. With a cherry on top. I love the cockiness of both of them. I adore when Phaya puts his tongue in his cheek. These two! Thank you Saint! You are a blessing amongst men. I really enjoy this kind of foreplay. No punches were pulled. Noticed Phaya is wearing the talisman.

Ahhh, it's the forcing him to submit and then telling him he is a good boy for me.

I’m Police Major Akkanee Assawawaisoon, your team leader. Yay! He is back!

I love these coconuts. Tharn going and sitting by your brother, Phaya is going to kick your ass again.

Ahhhhhh. I'm so excited for this saturday!

#the sign the series #the sign bl #phayatharn #luta talks the sign #coconuts mafia

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theofreakingbell · 3 months ago

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LWML fans who saw my other post, I GOT THE BOOK

it is in shockingly good shape for being so old. the pages feel sturdier than some modern paperbacks. It belonged to someone named Mildred in 1893 (inscrbed). thanks for the book, ma'am.

it also has a sticker indicating it was sold in Australia at some point before ending up back in England (and then on to me in California)

my theory was partly right and partly not. While the book is deeply mistaken about many things it was actually very mixed about Loki, there is no one central page calling him evil. I find it super interesting they chose to include the Loka Tattur, a Faroese story where he is very kind, and theorise about why he may have been seen differently over time. there IS one page that makes him sound like a ticking time bomb though which I have included below as I think it resembles the book the most, in addition to a few other interesting sections about Loki that I found in the book, true or not.

there's random lil illunstrations of birds and stuff throughout to decorate the pages it's adorable. illustrations in general are very cool, however this is not a good norse mythos book overall and author is WAY too happy veering into race science at random and using the word Aryan and stuff, so please do not use this book as a source. lol

EXCERPTS AND IMAGES BELOW

From the gods profiles section

Loki, the father of terrible Hel, the Fenris-Wolf and Midgard-Snake; Loki, the crafty god who is ever devising evil, now steals forward that we may observe his corrupt practices and his real character. In primeval times he was Odin's brother by blood, the god of life-giving warmth, and in particular of the indispensable household fire. As a destructive conflagration arises from a hidden spark which gradually increases in strength and volume, until at last it bursts out furiously and consumes the house and all that it contains, thus, as we shall show later on, the conception of Loki was developed in the minds of these old races, until he was at last held to be the corrupter of the gods, the principle of evil."

From a section on the different mythological races

"The first divine trilogy given us was that of the sons of Bör, ie.

Odin, Wili and We; and these correspond to the elements, air, water and fire. The last of the three gave the newly created human beings blood and blooming complexion; he was therefore a beneficent god. Nevertheless he was also represented as a giant in the trilogy Kari, Ögir, and Logi, another form of air, sea and fire. That he belonged to the race of giants is proved from further evidence, by which it appears that his father was the giant Far-bauti (oarsman), and his mother the giantess Laufey (leafy isle), the former of whom was perhaps the giant who saved himself from the flood in a boat, and the latter, the island to which he rowed.

At the beginning Loki was a helpful and a great god, as the pretty Faroe-island song of the Peasant and the Giant shows. He was not regarded as the principle of evil, until he had been completely separated from the element to which he belonged, and had been developed into an independent personality. The idea of the destructive power of fire was equally connected with the giant Muspel, but he never showed himself as an active agent of harm.

His sons, the flames, alone threatened evil in Glow-heim or Muspel-heim, and finally mustered in great force for the Last Battle on the field of Wigrid."

Musings and biography after the Loka Tattur

"The above story is still told on the Faroe Islands, and in fuller detail than we have been enabled to give it. It shows us an important fact, that Loki was not always looked upon as the principle of evil, as the enemy of gods and men.

Originally he was the god of the indispensable household fire, the god of the beneficent, kindly hearth; therefore he regularly appears in the trinity: thus the sons of the primeval giant Ymir were called Kari (air), Ogir or Her (water), and Logi (fire); and similarly on the creation of mankind the trinity appears, Odin, Hönir and Lodur. Loki also accompanied Odin and Hönir on their travels to the giant Thiassi.

The father of Loki was Farbauti and his mother was Laufey (leafy isle). The former was probably the same as Bergel-mir, the giant who escaped drowning in the Deluge by taking refuge in a boat, as another name for his mother was Nal, ship. Logi, the element of fire, was distinctly separated from Loki, for we saw that when in the balls of Skyrnir or Utgard Loki, the two were rivals in a wager as to which could consume the greater quantity of food in a given time. At first Loki was held in high honour as the giver of warmth and god of the domestic hearth, and was looked upon as the brother of Odin and Hönir, for the elements air, water and fire are intimately connected. He therefore belonged to the Ases, sat in their council, and often helped them out of difficulties by means of his cunning. As fire is not always the friend of man, but is also the element of destruction, the Loki of the myth developed ever more and more the dark side of his character. He showed himself as a cunning adviser, a false, traitorous comrade, and lastly as the murderer of all that was pure and holy. He destroyed innocence and righteousness, became the blasphemer of the Ases or their evil conscience; and although he received immediate punishment for his wickedness, he yet succeeded in bringing about the universal destruction.

The name Loki has been derived from the old word "liuhan," to enlighten. It therefore has the same origin as the Latin lux, light. Thus he was also related to Lucifer (light-bringer), a title of honour which was given to the Prince of Darkness. In like manner as the northern tempter was chained to a sharp rock, Lucifer was believed in the middle ages to be chained down in hell. Saxo Grammaticus describes his Utgarthlocus (Utgard-Loki as laden with chains in Helheim, which proves that the myth of Loki and his punishment was believed long after the Christian era.

As has been said before, Loki had three wicked children by the giantess Angurboda (bringer of anguish), Fenris, Hel and Jörmungander. But he also had a lawful wife, the faithful Sigyn, who brought him two sons, Wali and Narwi, and who remained with him during all the misery his punishment brought upon him. He had no servants or subjects, for the Salamanders or Fire-spirits which played a part in Roman and Oriental mythology were unknown in the north. But he had other mighty relations, namely Surtur of the Flaming Sword and the sons of Muspel, who helped him in the Last Battle when he had got rid of his bonds. The Dwarfs and Black-Elves that needed fire for their labours were in alliance with him, but were not subservient to him; indeed, as we have already seen, they were often his enemies.

Apologies for any errors, I am very sensorily disabled and was unable to read the book in full or take more pictures. But yeah here is a book that would have existed for Theo and Loki to read!

(the entire book is also available for free as a pdf if u want to look at it on archive.org here. again, do not use as a source lol given the problems but it was fun to look at)

#loki where mischief lies #lwml #norse mythology #my lwml posts #blurb

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leopardom · 10 months ago

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because it’s gonna be 12 months from the start of this fandom (kinda mostly here anyway), would you like to give me a fav moment from every month so far (can be fandom related, can be only jo related)? if that’s something you’re in the mood rn 🩷

absolutely 🤩

welcome to the ✨Joker Out Chronicles (May 2023 - March 2024)✨ as viewed by user leopardom

this is gonna be a list of fav moments from every month so far and since i couldn't choose, it's gonna be both band related and fandom related

this is gonna be long so more under the cut

May 2023

band: the whole eurovision journey from befriending all the contestants to Bojan's date and eventual engagement with Käärijä to the band giving condoms to everyone and their mom to the rehearsals to the iconic turqoise carpet to the Käärijä sauna to the voting promo to the qualification to the finals to Bojan licking the camera and to Joker Out becoming pretty much esc legends despite finishing 21st in the final. the beginning of everything, absolutely chaotic but i wouldn't imagine it any other way

fandom: the formation this sounds cliche yes but i was here since April 2023 and it was... very silent. the non-esc related jo stuff were limited and people were still discovering them so yeah i was sitting here hoping that after esc people would stick around so we can scream together about the band as a band and not only as esc contestants. and thankfully people did that and here we are now 🥹

June 2023

band: first international gigs the gigs in Dublin are one thing but then came the announcements of the Nordic tour, the Warsaw gigs, the headline gigs in Novi Sad and Zagreb... honourable mention to Stožice going sold out

fandom: Tavastia 1.0 there's absolutely no way i will even forget how the jo, ka and esc fandoms had a collective meltdown when Bojan casually showed up in Helsinki and then joined Käärijä on stage on both his Tavastia gigs (mind you both as a singer and as a dancer lmao). no wonder why this moment still has a chokehold on all of us. 9th of June 2023, you will always be famous

July 2023

band: the appearance of Demoni scream i know that festivals and the first UK run were important and gave us some iconic moments too (like some slay outfits and Jan's sparklative confusion), but the damn Demoni scream is so dear to me it kinda tops it all. it's so good to see how Bojan embraced it after that first time (2/7/23 in Škofja Loka) and now there can't be Demoni without the scream/growl/whatever you wanna call it

fandom: the Jance wedding on stage iirc the Jance brainrot had started spawning before 29/7 but that Saturday night was the cherry on top. so glad we got to experience this live as well since there was a livestream going on that night and we saw Jan putting the veil on Nace himself <3

August 2023

band: the Koper gig i wasn't even there okay but judging from the content and people's comments on it, it was probably one of the most iconic jo gigs. also my favourite jo video in existence is coming from that night (here) side note: i've been to Slovenia once in my life, 11 years ago, and funnily enough we were staying in Koper and i recognised the place they had the concert. anyway, visit Slovenia and Koper, it's a very nice small seaside town and it's worth the visit <3

fandom: the collective screaming about things to be completely honest i don't remember much from that month in terms of fandom, but i kinda remember how most of us had started diving into the band's past more and more and “new” old content was posted almost every day. videos, photos, gifs, interviews, the amazing @jokeroutsubs translating more old content...

September 2023

band: Nordic tour i won't even start talking about this because you'll never hear the end of it. we all know what the Nordic tour was. even the release of SSOL, the first single after esc, can't top this whole thing, sorry

fandom: google drive content and *shocked gasp* Nordic tour another collective meltdown for the fandom. first being bombarder with backstage videos on a damn google drive folder (that ended up being a frequent occurence in the following months) to the whole run of the Nordic tour. do i need to say more? i feel like i can't. only this: Nordic tour, you will always be famous

October 2023

band: Stožice not much to say here either. they sold out a whole arena months prior to the actual concert date. it was their moment. a milestone (probably their biggest to date). and it was amazing to witness this in any possible way, whether it was by attending the concert or watching an ig livestream or keeping track of the photos and videos of that night

fandom: Stožice and Halloween outfits the chokehold both the Stožice and the Halloween (aka pilots and flight attendands) outfits had on the whole fandom... also love how we collectively agreed that Kris' Stožice outfit was his version of Princess Diana's revenge dress and how the Halloween outfits sent the fandom into a spiral in means of creations (fanart, fanfics etc)

November 2023

band: the whole touring well they did have a number of gigs during November and they seemed to be having so much fun 🥰 so much that at the end of November they announced their first proper european tour

fandom: collective screaming about things once again i mean all the gigs were feeding us well. the outfits alternating or not, Jance/Bokris moments, Bonace getting more spotlight (Bojan was and still is going through something during Demoni and Ona like wtf was he doing to Nace was it the serbian lyrics waking up something wild in him 😭😭😭). there was a lot going on back in November… honourable mentions: this Bokris moment, cvjetits (x x) and Kris riding Jure

December 2023

band: the whole Munich experience there's a good chance jo don't remember their whole stay in Munich for the first time as one of the best ones ever, especially if they think about the 1,5k euro taxi they paid as part of making it to The Hague in time for the next gig. but if anything, i feel like this captures their whole vibe as a band; ✨purely chaotic✨

fandom: european tour vlog and Bojan with the bi flag we waited for a long time for a Nordic tour vlog. maybe we didn't get it as an individual video but even as part of the whole tour vlog it was great and definitely worth the wait. also it was a great xmas gift let's be real 😌 now Bojan with the bi flag was probably not a very huge fandom moment and my bi ass may be biased here (this rhymed lol), but seeing him wrap himself with the bi flag followed by that speech before Barve Oceana in Barcelona will always be such a precious moment to me and i'll cherish it forever 💖 note: when i saw them last month in Munich i immediately started crying when i heard the first notes of Barve Oceana live; not only because i love the song and i finally heard it live, but also because i instantly thought of that moment of Bojan with the bi flag and the speech)

January 2024

band: Joker Out cooking livestreams London era my beloved (i never thought i'd say this about a city in the UK out of all places). their whole stay in London was an Experience both for the band and the fandom but well they got their chance to show the world they can cook besides playing music and they did. now let's not get into the kind of cooking they did, but the livestreams were very entertaining and bless them for doing them 😅

fandom: death by Damon Baker's photos yeah no i don't think i need to say more here, i'm still not over those photoshoots and i still can't quite believe they actually happened. like?????????? jo???? photographed individually or not by Damon fucking Baker???? ugh 😫 on that note i want to add that i loved and still love how those photos sparked the creativity in this fandom. from analyses of each photo to fanfics to fanart to creating anything in general. one of my favourite moments of the fandom <3

February 2024

band: release of Everybody's Waiting the whole road to the release of this single was Something with the band continuing the usual shenanigans and with Damon still releasing unseen photos of them. the release of it may have gotten us divided because of its language or the path they chose to take music-wise (it's not everyone's cup of tea and that's more than fine), but personally i like this for them. it's different, it showed a different side of them which they wanted to explored; they got a chances to do it and they did it. and you know what? it's so good live

fandom: death by Damon Baker's photos, Jure edition this could be merged with my fave fandom moment of January 2024 but this one is special because we just saw another Jure like WTF WAS THAT 😭 anyway i loved how we all kind of lost it when his photos dropped note: the moment Damon posted Jure's photos i was on my way to meet my friends in Dresden of all places and i was so shocked by what i saw i almost ran into a lighting column on the street 💀💀💀

March 2024

band: Jan and Bojan playing the piano at every gig of the tour i could've said the whole tour is my favourite thing from this March and it's not like it's not, this is a big moment for the band. it's just that once again i'm a bit biased here. many people, my pianist ass included, wished there would be a piano or some keyboard on stage during the tour because come on if Jan plays the keys for Everybody's Waiting studio version then why not do it live too? and you know what's better? not only there was a piano on stage for the whole tour, but not only Jan but also Bojan played it. however, Bojan playing it for Everybody's Waiting and Jan playing it for Padam, Metulji and the cases where they had special guests (like in Estonia with Alika, Lithuania with Monika and Belgium with Gustaph)... those were not on my bingo card and they were the most pleasant surprise ever 😌

fandom: meeting each other at the gigs when the tour started and even though i knew i would go to at least two gigs, i was extremely nervous because this meant i'd probably come across other fans from here and social media in general. as a person with anxiety, one of my worries was how i'd be perceived and how i'd manage to not come across as a snob person because i'm shy and scared to talk to people i don't know. as the tour went on and i saw people meeting each other irl after only knowing each other via tumblr/twitter/instagram, i got more nervous but also had a warm feeling in my chest because seeing people meet, bond over things they like and have fun at gigs together is actually very wholesome 🫶 i hoped i would get to experience this too at the italian gigs but i was still nervous. and then, around the middle of March, i made the spontaneous decision to do the Munich gig too, but instead of getting even more nervous i just got myself on autopilot. and i'm glad i did because if i hadn't i wouldn't have met some of you neither in Munich nor in Milan or Padua. i wouldn't get to trade stuff and joke about things and talk about fandom stuff or even about fanfics lmao 😂 anyway, point is that i most probably was worried about nothing. i got to meet so many people at the gigs and i had so much fun despite the inconveniences that may had showed up in the way (i don't wanna talk about it tbh) and everyone was so welcome and lovely i'll never shut up about it 😭 also i’m taking this opportunity to say that if we attended the same gigs but didn't get to meet, i'm so sorry about it really but we will do it at some point i'm telling you! and i also wish i get to meet more of you from in here so we can yap about things outside of tumblr too. btw i still have stickers to give away and i will make more whenever the time comes again <3

#the only reason i didn't include April 2023 or April 2024 is because:#1) April 2023 was a bit dry and a jo fandom couldn't be identified yet #2) April 2024 has only just started lol #this is LONG long i’m so sorry 😭#but i couldn’t think of any other way of doing it 🥲#ask #joker out

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incorrectmahabharatquotes · 2 years ago

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HI! I've been reading through some old posts and i was wondering if you could explain how Arjun did raas with lord krishna? <3

Hello!

So the bit you're referring to is not actually from the Mahabharat. It's from the Padma Purana's pātāla-khanda.

This tiny story is a part of the dialogue that occurs between two people in the future as is the typical narrative style of these tales. It goes something like:

Arjun is curious to know all sorts of details about the raas-leela- where does it happen, how many gopis are there, who are they etc etc. Krishna is cryptic, as usual, and tells him that a man simply cannot perceive it even if the said man is more precious to him than life itself to him. Therefore, it's no use asking. Arjun is Disappointed™. Krishna is soft for him so he tells him it's fine and that he shouldn't worry about it because he'll see for himself. Then he instructs him to go to a goddess(Tripāsundari, to be exact) who will help him.

Arjun goes to her, prays to her and calls to her. She appears, pleased by his devotion and adoration. She also asks him a rhetorical question, that I personally find funny, which basically is along the lines of "What makes you so special that Krishna is letting you have this one thing that no other mortal, deity or ascetic can have?" She doesn't wait for an answer, because I think she already knew and then proceeds to give Arjun a list of prayer related tasks to worship her properly. After he follows her instructions, she and her friend show him Radha's house and vrindavan. Then she tells him to take dip in an auspicious lake and he does and emerges as a beautiful woman.

(At this point, I will be using she/her pronouns for Arjun/Arjuni because that's what the story says.)

Arjuni rises from the lake, having forgotten everything about her male self. There's a lot of poetic waxing about how alluring and attractive her voice, physicality and personality are. She happens upon a bunch of women(the gopis, obviously) who are equally as beautiful and charming as her. All the gopis are very lovely, actually and ask her who she is and how she happened to end up there and kind of soothe Arjuni's anxiety and then all of them introduce themselves. They say that they used to sages in their past life and are now gopis who participate in raas leela with Krishna.

They take her to lake, play with her, bathe her etc etc. It's all VERY sapphic, trust me. There's also a lot of praying involved. After the initiation is over, Arjuni meets Radha. More praying and devotion.

Pleased by all this devotion, Krishna asks Radha to bring Arjuni to him who promptly breaks out into sweaty excitement upon seeing him.

(Okay, now, I guess I'm obligated to inform you that what follows is very...sexual in nature. BUT a lot of Indian spiritual texts consider the sexual and the spiritual to be interconnected. Take from this what you will, I guess.)

The text goes on to describe Krishna's body in HEAVY detail (including equating his thighs to tree trunks?) that makes me genuinely worried that whoever wrote this was incredibly horny. He takes her hand and they um... participate in the leela.

When it's over, Arjuni is Exhausted from all the activity and Krishna tells her to go take a dip in the lake again. She does.

(Back to he/him pronouns people, keep up.)

Arjun surfaces and is dejected from the loss of something so wonderful. Krishna consoles him by saying that they are Dear Friends, as the historians say, and that only he knows something that no one else in three loka does. And if Arjun tells anyone what he has experienced he will curse Krishna. Again, hilarious because if you remember I said that this story is being told to us in a dialogue of TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE. Which means other people already know. Clownery of the highest order, really.

And then they go home. The end?

I hope this helps. I paraphrased a lot but I couldn't just paste the entire thing here. I've given you all the tools to go search for orginal text and translation yourself.

TL: DR Arjun gets instant lake-HRT for one night, participates in the raas-leela, and then goes home.

-Mod S

#ask reply #mod replies #ask #padma purana #mahabharata #krishna #arjun #krishna x arjuna #?#i guess #i'm tired #mod s is always tired #mod: s

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lokahjarta · 1 year ago

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LOKA ♡ HJARTA

Inspired by the Snaptun Stone and brought to life by me and @ mr.lewk on Insta.

11 YEARS / 8 GODWED

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lumisparks · 7 months ago

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Indivisible: Dhar Reincarnated

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“So Zebei? How long have you been a protector for?”

“Uh.. About a decade or so.. It was tough, however, pushing through any hardship is the spirit of a warrior,” Zebei choked up. He looked away to hide his sweat, there was a lot dripping around his body. He was giving Dhar a tour of the town but hanging around with him was very awkward to handle.

The fact that his comrade lost his memories once he reincarnated was something. Though hey! Look at him! His eyes were glimmering in need to hear more stories about the archer. Zebei held a fist close to his mouth, coughing a little,

”You wish to know more about me huh?” Well getting his ego up should comfort him.

“I was from a nomadic tribe. We went through harsh plains in need to gather resources but also help many people as much as possible so anyone can survive for years until...“

He looked down, stopping his tracks. Dhar stared at him, no shift in expression. “...Until a tyrant named Lord Ravannavar attacked us,” Zebei’s voice was low and quiet as if he didn’t want anyone to hear the conversation.

“Ravannavan–... Ravanana–... Ravavanan–Huh?”

“Ravannar.” He corrected, his voice now more quietly. Dhar’s eyebrows furrowed, struggling to follow what he said. The archer sighed and grabbed his arm, dragging him quickly to the monastery.

Inside the monastery, monks greeted the men but mostly to Zebei once they walked inside. As for the silver-haired, he was fascinated with his surroundings. What he saw were gold Buddhist statues, blue pillars and mats laid out for the monks to do their practices. Soon he was taken to the balcony. He first saw an expanded view of a pink sea called “the Ocean of Milk” , not noticing a young girl with a large bird who was in awe– wait… the water is pink?!? Who cares though, he shouldn’t be questioning this.

“Dhar? Is that you...?”

His head shifted to face the girl, seeing Kushi,”Eh? Do you also know me?” He asked.

Kushi looked at Zebei, questioning him of what happened. He motioned her to come close, so she walked up to him. The archer quietly explained about the price of Dhar’s reincarnation. The young girl was left with a jaw drop until Altun closed it with his wing.

“... So what do we do?” Kushi asked as her arms crossed,”We can’t have him do nothing all alone.” A small sweat fell off of Zebei’s face. He looked at her then at Dhar. The silver-haired watched the two with a blank face, slightly tilting his head.

Okay... What to do, Zebei? You have a young man that you despised for a few years but respected that he changed his sinful ways. However, that doesn’t mean you forgive him. Dhar helped a tyrant terrorizing peaceful areas in Loka, even killing innocent people who didn’t want to follow that guy. But he was a victim to Lord Ravannavar’s schemes, right?

He looked up to him as a father figure, although he was manipulated to think that ever since he was a kid. It doesn’t matter.. All it questions is how do we manage Dhar? Do I really want him to remember his horrific past? ... What if we just... don’t tell him the truth about himself?

Zebei breathed slowly then exhaled, he said,”We don’t tell him about who he was. Maybe... Make something up?”

Kushi flinched and her mouth was covered by both of her hands,

”A... Are you saying we’re going to lie to him? That’s dishonorable...! Even for a protector like you, Zebei.”

“I know, I know,” He sighed, holding the bridge of his pointy nose as continued with his words,

“...But he had a criminal history and we have to protect Dhar from not knowing about who he was. You don’t know much about him–”

“But I do know that he used to serve in the Navar Army. He doesn’t remember that now, but he will be a better person even though he will regain his memories. He’ll learn to move on to live a better life.”

“And if he remembers, what will he do nowadays?”

Kushi was left with an “um” as she tried to think, then looking back at Dhar. He was faced away to look at the Ocean of Milk, enjoying the gentle breeze, and smelling the purity in the water. It smelled either coconut-ty or flowery. Whatever it was, he felt at ease. Seeing him so peaceful gave Kushi a frown until she felt Zebei’s hand on her shoulder.

She looked at him, “Please. It’s for the best. The best for him. And the best for us. And for the people who were victims to Lord Ravannavar,” he begged with a stern look.

The young girl slowly nodded as both protectors went up to Dhar. Zebei called out his name. The other man turned with a hum.

“Sorry for making you wait but...“ Zebei gulped and cleared his throat, ”... We wanted to tell you the truth of who you are and how you died.”

“Oh. That explains the odd whispering from you two. How bad was it?”

“Dhar, you were…” Kushi stammered a little,”You were executed.”

“Yes, executed for rebelling against the Navar Army.” Zebei stated.

Dhar’s eyes darkened and a cold wind made his skin shiver,

”Rebelled? Was I a soldier there?”

“For quite a while...” Zebei cleared his throat,”You served that army in helping Lord Ravannavar, a tyrant; who would capture or recruit people with a spiritual energy called ‘iddhi’ to conquer lands but also in hopes to resurrect the goddess, Kala.”

The silver-haired listened, believing in the words of who he was supposed to be. He was told that he realized how sinful the Navar Army was when killing innocent people. So he began plotting a rebellion with the prisoners to go against the power-hungry tyrant. However, the rebellion backfired since the soldiers had the upper-hand when it came to numbers. They then took Dhar away to prison, soon being executed as punishment.

As much of a tragic tale it was, his eyes apparently glimmered with inspiration as if he was a kid listening to their hero. Especially when he learned about iddhi and how people use them to create their own abilities. For instance, Dhar had the ability to connect with Earth, manipulate rocks, and stones. Dhar hunched his back as he let out a quiet groan,

“To think I had so much power in me... Now, they’re stripped away,” he said, feeling bummed out. Zebei walked up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder,”What makes you think it’s gone?”

He smiled when asking that question.

The other man looked at him, confused,”I mean... I used to be a soldier, then died, theeeen came back with no memories. So it also means I don’t have my powers anymore, right?”

“Iddhi’s never gone, especially when you reincarnate.” Kushi stated as Dhar looked at her.

“For example, I know of someone who used to be human. They caused a lot of misdeeds but remained a soft side until he died. He soon reincarnated as a dog since only fools can reincarnate as those. We call him Lanshi! And he’s a very good fighter!”

”Then how come I’m not a dog? I’ve done misdeeds so how come I’m not a dog?” Dhar asked which gave the girl a small giggle. “I guess it’s because you were lucky enough to redeem yourself, you didn’t become an adorable canine.”

“Yes, but anyway... um...”

Both Dhar and Kushi looked at Zebei, which the archer continued to explain,”What we’re trying to say is that iddhi will always pass onto another life since the source is everywhere in people, animals, nature, and tools. The only way it can be stripped out of something is if you can absorb it until it’s life is out. So in conclusion–”

“I might get it back?!”

Zebei nodded as Dhar’s eyes turned into a galaxy in purple hue. Within the young man’s body, his heart was pumping fast. What was this feeling? It felt exciting yet more inspired. He wanted to go out around the world and learn more about who he was. That’s the feeling Dhar was getting. But he needs something if he wants to explore and get strong.

“Then... Is it okay if you two can train me?”

Lhan’s two protectors were in awe.

Alright, do not panic. I have to make sure Dhar does not remember everything, he doesn’t need to know at all. He doesn’t need to know Ajna and the adventures we had with her. Letting him go on an adventure alone would be risky. But if me and Kushi go along with him, things should be fine.

Perhaps training and helping him with battles could make Dhar a better warrior as long the truth doesn’t spurt from his brain.

The lies are going to backfire. However, the truth is the best for Dhar. Once we reunite with our allies, I hope they don’t go along with Zebei’s plan. Dhar’s future actions would probably find a way for his memories to spill. Sure he did bad things in the past but we moved on. He helped Ajna and us.

He sacrificed for us to become strong and take on greater and threatening opponents like Kala. So surely if he becomes stronger and stronger, he’ll come back.

Zebei and Kushi nodded, taking Dhar outside the monastery. Once they left, the 3 got out of town and went far into the plains for some space. It was filled with rocks in baby-blue and white streaks with some dead trees around the environment. The wind faintly whistled on the 3 individuals as Dhar’s body shuddered while the other two resisted thanks to their thick clothing of warmth. They soon stopped walking, finding the perfect spot that was flat and smooth. ” Dhar, you see that sword pierced onto the ground?” Zebei noted, pointing where the weapon was. Dhar looks, seeing the blade that was very lengthy and rectangular.

The handle was red and had some gold accents albeit rusted. The sword was even chipped and damaged, it was very worn out for a long time. The young man walked up to it, picked it up, and examined it carefully. Odd.. don’t most swords have a sharp tip like most sharp objects? That’s what asked himself.

There was even a faint scent of dry blood on the blade from slain victims and opponents he had fought from years ago. Dhar’s eyebrows curved downwards as his eyes darted at Zebei and Kushi,

”Is this even usable? It looks... Worn out.”

“That’s your sword, Dhar. Of course it’s worn out, it hasn’t been picked up for a long time,” Kushi exclaimed as she was brushing her bird-friend with a brush.

Zebei on the other hand was loading his arrows into the quiver,

”It will be fine as you can still use it. Albeit, the blade won’t deal big damages but that’s fine. Remember, this is just training. Not actual sparring.”

“Not actual sparring,” Dhar noted to himself,” Just need to learn the basics in combat, right?”

The two nodded in response as Zebei went up first, Kushi and Altun backed up to watch both men train.

First lesson in training: “Defense”

Defense(Noun) –

“The action of defending from or resisting attack.”

Zebei began shooting arrows at his target with his bow. He was going one by one slowly just to go easy on him. Shoot then a block. Shoot then a block. Repeat. However, those blocks felt off even when Zebei increased his pacing. The way Dhar was practicing his blocking against the attacks. The way he was holding his sword was loose, especially when his left palm was “touching” flat against the blade as his block stance.

His posture was shaky and not kept with his sure footing. Either it was the cold air taunting him or he really doesn’t want to die again. The archer could tell both of those things were bothering him, so he stopped shooting.

Dhar sighed, rubbing the back of his head,”S-Sorry...”

“It’s fine, there are some things I need to point out.”

The young man looked at his tutor, listening carefully,”First was the way you held your sword and the posture you made to protect yourself.”

“It was cold... Maybe I should have borrowed a jacket before we left town–”

“It’s not just the cold. It’s your fear kicking in.”

“Fear...“ Dhar noted, then gulped.

“Now it’s not bad. It’s okay to be afraid, alright? Everyone has fears, Dhar. However, when you’re in a situation of a battle. You have to keep a cool mind and think on what to do against your opponent. If you continue to hold that fear, it will stop you from doing anything. So, Dhar, what you have to do is... breathe. Breathe slowly.”

The young man blinked, but went along with Zebei’s words. If he asks something, he won’t gain anything further to become a warrior. Dhar stood still, inhaling the air. Not too quick. Not too fast. Just at a slow pace then held that breath for 1... 2... 3... 4... 5 seconds. “Exhale.” He let that out. He felt a calm aura within him, it was a nice feeling.

“Good, now continue doing that but with your eyes closed,” Zebei ordered.

Again, Dhar didn’t want to ask and so he breathed in. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. As the silver-haired mentally counted for 5 seconds, Zebei readied his bow and arrow slowly. Not a sound was made except the wind breezing by to say hi to them.

Dhar held his sword in a firm grip, sensing something that would soon come for him. The archer pulled back the arrow, aiming at his silver-haired target. Both men held their breath until the arrow was finally shot. It flies straight toward Dhar.

Dhar swiftly lifts up his sword, blocking the shot in a much better stance.

Zebei smirks, shooting a few more arrows at a fast pace. There were even some arrows that were shot in 2’s or 3’s which left Dhar’s eyes widened. He had to move the blade diagonally like a see-saw. He was able to protect himself from the barrage but the lesson wasn’t over just yet.

The archer starts to circle around him and shooted more. Arrows clashed against the sword, chipping the blade bit by bit as it also caused Dhar to stumble back. “Looks like I have to do more than blocking, right?” He thought and a sweatdrop streams across his cheek.

An exhale was let out from the young silver-haired man, he quickly swung his sword to deflect against the attacks. Some of the sharp projectiles were even launched towards Zebei. However, the archer managed to dodge by ducking down and rolled forward. He then dashes to him, takes out an arrow, and lets his arm charge for a piercing hit. Dhar’s eyes widen and grabs his wrist, kicking him in the stomach which causes Zebei to get knocked back.

“Wha...? How was I able to grab your wrist quickly?”

“Looks like instincts kicked in. That’s good,” Zebei commented as he stood up, brushing the dirt off his shoulders. Dhar smiled and then the two men began collecting the used arrows on the ground to clean up for the next lesson of training.

Second lesson in training: “Offense”

Offense(Noun) –

“The action in attacking someone or something”

“Do I have to fight the bird?” Dhar whined. He was standing in front of Kushi and Altun, who are his next sparring partners.

“As for you...“ His hand motioned to the young girl,”Kushi, you’re... Small at 5 feet to me.”

“Dhar. I understand your worries but when you go on a journey or protect an area you cherish, you’ll face numerous kinds of foes big or small. Human or not. Plus, I’m 15! I’ve grown strong as a protector of Lhan alongside Altun and Zebei,” Kushi explained.

Her words made Dhar ease down his worry as he nodded, readying his sword. Seeing this gave Kushi a smile and her bird picked her up with his talons, flapped his wings, and raised her up in the air.

A strong breeze from Altun’s wings chilled through Dhar’s arms, small bumps arise on his skin under his black sleeves.

“Suck it up, Dhar. You want to be a strong warrior, right? This is your chance! Come at me!”

The-silver haired took a deep breath, then moved his legs fast. He charged at his two opponents and soon gave himself a big leap, swinging his sword. Altun flew back, flipping backwards which caused his tamer to be tossed out of his talons. Kushi when being thrown, her posture went into a Y-like pose as she dropped kicked right into Dhar’s face. A grunt came out from his mouth as he fell onto the ground.

Kushi landed, pointing at him,“Go, Altun!” She commanded. Her big bird flapped his wings, charging fast at the recovering silver-haired. Dhar stood on one knee, holding his face with his left hand. He heard a loud caw coming from Altun. He looked to see the bird was coming at him fast with talons sharpened and ready. Dhar raised his sword.

The chipped blade clashed with Altun’s claws as the bird began scratching, trying to make contact on his opponent. Luckily, the silver-haired moved his weapon in different directions which deflected some attacks. Each clash and deflection caused some white and yellow sparks to fly out.

Dhar knows he can’t block forever or else it would tire him. So he ducked down, missed a scratch then jumped, and swung his sword upwards. His sword managed to slash the big bird as the creature yelped. Kushi yelled out Altun’s name and the bird flew off, landing on her gloved arm. Dhar charges, swinging his blade as usual but is soon blocked by Altun’s wings.

Each slashing had the feathers blinked a faint rainbow glow as if the wings were like barriers. Kushi was hiding behind the protection, she had a smirk on her face,

”Open now!”

Altun followed her command by spreading his wings wide, slapping Dhar’s sword out of his hand. “What?!?” He yelled out. He soon meets a fist to the face from the young girl which he stumbles back. Dhar shakes his head and looks around for his sword quickly. The sword was lying about 15 feet away from him. Can he make it?

So he begins running which Kushi notices, whistling. Her bird looks, leaps off her arm, then flies after Dhar. The silver-hair looks back as he curses out “Shit” under his breath. He makes a leap as well with his hand stretched out, about to grab his weapon but was swiped away in a flash.

Dhar looks up to see Altun holding the chipped sword with his talons. “Altun uh... Can you give my sword back...?” He asked, however, the bird let out a snicker as he tossed the sword even farther. Guess that’s a no. Suddenly, Dhar felt a thud from the back. He almost loses his balance but keeps his footing, turning to see Kushi about to throw some punches. His eyes widen, arms out in an “X” formation.

Kushi starts swinging her fists at him. Each contact while Dhar was blocking, they were strong despite the girl being a bit smaller than him. They hurt as the silver-haired grits his teeth, his feet slowly moving backwards so he can keep standing. But he then felt talons grab his shoulders. The claws digged in deep but not too much.

He turns his head, seeing Altun. He is really big upclose albeit threatening, especially when he is grabbing him. Kushi beamed as she hops and points to the sky,“Up in the air,Altun!”

“Wait! Excuse me?!?”

Dhar looks down to see his feet coming off the ground. Altun was taking him to the skies up high. “Kushi! This training seems more deadly!” Dhar yells out. He tries to squirm out of the bird’s grip but his shoulders dug by the claws spewed a bit of blood as he hissed. Thankfully albeit not thankfully, Altun releases his talons to drop the silver-haired as he lets out a scream.

The bird flies down to then whack Dhar with his wings. He yelps from the hit until another whack comes by, launching him upwards as he groans. He was being tossed around like a broken doll over and over. Meanwhile on the ground, Kushi watches with her hand covering the sun to see her bird juggle the silver-haired. Zebei was watching the scene as well and a sweat drop streamed across his face.

He walks up to the bird tamer,”Isn’t this a bit much?”

“It’s okay, Zebei. Trust me, I know what me and Altun are doing” She replied nonchalantly. Back with Dhar and Altun, the battle continues to be some sort of circus act. Dhar was wailing but his voice was slowly becoming quiet, turning into small grunts until there were none.

Everything around him tunes yet blacks out. He opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness with a purple aura. Where was he?

He sees something light up in the dark matter, it was like... an orb? A floating, glowing orb with a tint of purple light. This isn’t time to question or stare at it, he needs to wake up and fight back at Altun! But how? With a sigh, Dhar slowly walks up to the orb as he reaches his hand out. It jumps back.”What?” The young man mutters and tries to grab the orb for a second time but it backs away again.

A voice then plays in the darkness,”Why do you want this?” They ask ominously.

“Huh? The orb?”

“Yes.”

Dhar’s eyebrows furrowed, ignoring the question as he continued to chase the floating orb. But just as usual, no luck of succession as he groaned. The voice asks him again,

”Why do you want the orb? Why do you want to fight?”

The silver-haired stops chasing the flying object as he pants, warm breaths escaping out of his mouth. He lifts his head upwards to “look” at the strange presence talking to him,”I...“ He gulps, thinking carefully.

“I want to gain back what I lost,” He said, his tone was a bit shaky but he continued to explain,

”I want to become a strong warrior. Zebei, Kushi, and Altun are training me so I won’t end up with the same fate as my last life! And the last thing I want is to explore around the world in order to protect life and humanity!”

...

“If that is your answer then so be it. Let Earth’s geo be your guide. Use it wisely.”

The ominous voice says and the purple orb strikes into Dhar’s chest, his body allowed to absorb this strange matter as he grunted. This power felt strong, solid, and valor.

The young man slowly closed his eyes as slowly inhaled the air within the darkness.

His body began glowing in a purple aura, yelling out the words,

“Earth, give me strength!”

His eyes shot open and his body shifted to see Altun. He quickly swings his sword but also summons a wall of rocks to block the beak attack from the bird. Once the bird makes contact with the rocks, it gets stuck, and Altun tries to pull back.

With no chance to pull away, Dhar pushes the geo and bird down to the ground as Kushi and Zebei watch in awe.

A loud thud is heard once the bird crashes while the young man lands with his feet softly albeit sweating. The two protectors of Lhan runs up to them, Kushi going to check on her feathered friend as Zebei went up to the rookie swordsman. Dhar looked at his sword then at the archer and the small girl,

”Zebei, Kushi… I-I got my powers back thanks to you guys..! It’s weird yet so odd... Is that good?” He then lets out a joy of laughter.

Kushi smiles as she bandages up Altun’s wounds,”Of course it’s good. You’ll be back as the true Dhar in no time!”

“It is great that your Earth powers returned, but you’re still at the lower steps of the stairs. Meaning you’re still new and have a long way to go in reaching the top.” Zebei exclaimed, patting Dhar’s shoulder,”Understand?”

The young man nodded and the gang treaded off to head back to the monastery for a break and eat dinner. Hours later, everyone was at peace with their dreams. Sounding asleep, the rooms are quiet, and the wind whooshes outside as a white noise. Things were dark, especially in Dhar’s head.

Here I am again, standing in this weird place of nothingness. Am I in my head? But what about the person talking to me? Oh speaking of them. I looked up, taking a deep breath,”Hello~? Ominous voice? Anonymous person!?” I called out, waiting for an answer. For a few seconds, there was no response from the ominous voice.

“Uh... I just want to say thank you for helping me get my powers back. However as Zebei said, I’m still at the lower steps of the stairs! So I’ll do my best to become a warrior for me, for Kushi and Zebei, and maybe for you!”

A laugh escaped from my mouth, but again... Still no response from them. With nothing left to do in the darkness, I began to walk around. Now thinking about this place, I wonder where’s that weird orb I saw earlier... That thing’s the source of giving me the power to connect with Earth, so... Is the orb the “iddhi” thing Zebei and Kushi talked about? When it went inside me, I felt a strong energy calling out to me and using its power. If so, no wonder this “Navar Army” that Zebei and Kushi mentioned wanted it... At least they’re taken care of right?

Anyways, after aiming around the darkness aimlessly I heard soothing sounds. They sounded like smooth waves from the ocean. Just like how I enjoyed the breeze and smelling the pure salty scent from the Ocean of Milk.

I begin to chase after the noise. The sounds of the ocean were getting louder and louder until I saw a light. Right there had a small, white stoney bridge, and under it was the ocean. I walked on it, following a pale trail. The sun beams hit my eyes as I grunt and lifted up my arm for some shade. While continuing to follow the trail, I saw a place filled with such vibrant buildings. The structures are white with golden or turquoise curved roofs; some had big, silky blue cloths attached to some of the buildings, especially that big white castle.

I saw 2 or three bars and in other sections of the area, there were lots of markets. The people wandering, buying, or talking to each other... They looked happy or curious until I saw a specific group at the entrance.

Oddly, I saw another me that wore black and gold armor with a red scarf around my neck. He was talking to a young girl with red beads on her head but her face was blacked out by a dark mist. Is this a memory I am getting? I went up close to the conversation they’re having as I hid behind a wooden sign.

“A̵̪̳̅͘͝ͅj̶̥̞̐̔ͅn̷͕͂å̶̡̙̤̪̇́̕,I want to thank you for allowing me to stay with you,”

What name did he call her..? It’s so fuzzy...

The girl scratched the back of her head, smiling albeit a bit awkward,

”Don't thank me, please. We're not quite at that level yet.”

“Then what should I–”

“Just keep smacking baddies with your sword,” She replied, grinning. The other me let out a small chuckle,”Can do,” He simply said.

Well, I didn’t get anything from that conversation aside from the girl. It sounds like I’m not friends with her, but she still allows me to help beat some bad people. Did I go on a journey with this girl before I got captured and executed? All of a sudden, the scenery starts crumbling and cracking into darkness. What’s happening...? A hole breaks open under me as I fall down, letting out a scream. As I fell, voices rang out to me. They called out my name and echoed.

“Dhar!?”

“Dhar! Wake up!”

They continued to ring, it felt jarring. I curled up and held my head, there was something hitting me. It felt like a beak pecking me. I need to wake up... I need to wake up...!

It was day time and Zebei, Kushi, and Altun were in Dhar’s bedroom when they heard his scream a few minutes ago. The big bird was poking the groaning young man’s head. He was squirming and mumbled out a whine. The archer breathed in and held the bridge of his nose.

“Altun, stop that. Poking or pecking him isn’t going to help...!”

Kushi lectured which Altun stopped and pulled away.

Zebei walked up to the squirming Dhar, he gently placed his hands on his body and shook him,”Dhar, come on! You’re scaring the monks outside!” Thankfully, he saw the young man’s dark grayish-purple eyes shot open. But once his body jolted up, both men’s foreheads bumped into each other HARD.

“OW!!!” The two cried out, placing their hands to their bruised areas.

“Jeez! Thanks for waking me up like that!”

“Ugh... You’re welcome,” The archer groaned then commented,”Not only do you use rocks but your head hits like one too..!”

Kushi cleared her throat while both men looked at her,”Anyway... Dhar, what happened? We heard you scream in your bedroom so we came to check on you. You were wailing in your sleep. Did you have a nightmare?” She asked.

Dhar rubbed the back of his neck, explaining to the protectors about the dream he had. The two’s reactions had them surprised and they backed away then huddled up while leaving the young man confused.

”Maybe we should tell him the truth...?” The girl insisted but Zebei shook his head. He goes up to Dhar and begins to explain,"That memory you just saw where you had that conversation with that girl, her name’s Ajna.”

“Ajna...“ Dhar muttered, taking note of the name he mentioned.

“She was a village girl that you were long time friends with. You used to be her enemy for killing her dad at her home place but later helped you form a rebellion against the Navar Army.”

Hearing the story left the rookie swordsman slightly disturbed. “Just how much damage did the Navar Army do?” He mentally asks himself.

Meanwhile, Kushi is just disappointed in Zebei for lying again. Dhar didn’t bother to notice as he looked down and thinked. “Hey... You think I’ll get all my memories back?” He asked both the protectors. They were unsure in different ways. “I’m sure you will... It might take some time once we go out,” the bird tamer reassures.

The archer responded with a shrug and then said,”I’m not so sure about that... However,” The two looked at him, listening,”The 3 of us going out and exploring around Loka isn’t that bad.”

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Chapter 2 →(Will be out soon!)

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solarpunkbusiness · 5 months ago

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The pandemic was a “big pivot” for Bali, says Lauren Blasco of AC Ventures, a Bali-based early-stage technology venture fund. Blasco, who is head of environment, social and governance (ESG) at the venture capital firm, adds that entrepreneurs who would otherwise set up in Singapore or Jakarta chose Bali, plugging into the island’s half-decent wi-fi and well-equipped co-working spaces as remote work graduated from pandemic-time necessity to accepted business practice.

From hard-nosed investors looking to turn a fast buck from Indonesia’s multi-billion dollar sustainable business opportunity to “woo-woo” fly-by-nighters dabbling in alternative healing and spiritual psycho-babble, Bali is home to a colourful concoction of green startups of all different derivations, sizes and shades of credibility.

“It’s a crazy spectrum,” says Christian Oechtering, a German early-stage investor with an interest in sustainability, wellness, hospitality and psychedelics. “One minute you’re talking to a Russian billionaire building an eco-village, the next a former Amsterdam drug dealer turned life coach.”

There are two types of eco-preneurs in Bali: “inspirators” and “aspirators”, says Oechtering. Inspirators are switched-on entrepreneurs looking to make a genuine difference, aspirators are less credible dreamers living in a bubble – and aspirators outnumber inspirators by two to one in Bali, reckons Oechtering.

“You have to be careful who you work with. You don’t want to squander your time here,” he says.

Bali is a natural launchpad for conscious startups because of its unique cultural identity,says Blasco. Rooted in the island’s philosophy is the saying Nangun Sat Kerthi Loka Bali, which roughly translates to respecting nature and culture to make Bali prosperous. In that sense, new enterprises that work on conserving the island’s natural beauty have a head start, says Toshihiro Nakamura, a former United Nations executive who co-founded Kopernik, an Ubud-based research and development lab for startups working on social and environmental problems.

It helps that the government wants to diversify Bali’s economy beyond tourism. Haunted by the lean pandemic years of empty hotels and barren beaches, when Bali’s economy was hit harder than any province in Indonesia, the local authorities have signalled an intention to attract greener industries and reduce the island’s reliance on tourism, which accounts for 60 to 80 per cent of the local economy.

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ahamasmiyodhah · 2 years ago

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Maatrutva (2)

The Soldiers and all the servants bowed as the regal looking man walked hastily into the anthapuram. His best friend and advisor, who was also his brother-in-law matched his steps side by side beside him and the duo made haste towards a certain chamber.

Raja Raja Chozhan was discussing about Political Matters with his Thozha Vallavarayan Vandiyathevan, when a maid barged in and cried about how his Queen Panchavan Madeviyaar had collapsed near Ponni in the arms of Udaya Pirattiyar. The world seen to zone out as his mind was filled with constant thoughts, his mind reliving his whole life with her till now.

"Thambi!" He heard his elder sister's cry as she ran towards him with his wife Abhimaanavalli in tow. He had recently wed Abhimaanavalli, and the said girl was mingling nicely with family because of the friendly nature everyone had, except she was taking a place in heart of Kundhavai more because of her bubbly nature.

"Akka! Valli! What is it I hear? What happened to my Panchama? Is she fine? Is she hurt anywhere?" He bombared his Akka with questions, reminding her of the time he had got so worked up when he found out that Vanathi fainted because of dehydration as she was doing Nirjala Vratham.

"The Vaidhyar is here Thambi, he is checking Panchama. Vaa, let's see." Kundhavai said and the brother-sister duo rushed inside the private area of Panchamadevi's chambers. Where no one except Royal Family members was allowed without permission.

Thiripuvana Madeviyaar and Loka Madeviyaar sat beside a lying Panchama, the former softly running her palm at her sister-wife's head. Panchama laid unconscious, unknown to the upturn of emotions and chaos she caused.

"Swami! Panchama!" Lokamadevi hastily moved behind a little, making a place for Raja Rajan to sit, his hand immediately getting hold of Panchama's jewelled palm.

"Vaidhyar, what is it? What happened to the Queen?" He asked restlessly, Lokamadevi's palm resting on his shoulder to ease his restlesness.

The Vaidhyar smiled. "Arasae! Looks like Sakthi Amman finally heard the plea of Rani. Congratulations Arase, for your Queen Panchamadevi is going to be a Mother. Yes Arasae, the Queen is pregnant."

Abhimaanavalli squealed in delight, hugging Kundhavai excitedly. She had known very well that Panchamadevi was the only Queen of Raja Rajan who was barren, and she prayed to Durgai Amman to fill her life with more and more happiness.

Which Durgai Amman did.

Thiripuvana Madeviyaar cried happy tears, arms wounding her shoulder from back as she turned to see her other sister-wife Cholamadevi smiling tearfully at her. "Swami, my heart teared up when she cried and pleaded Maa Jagadambika for a child in her barren garden. Finally, Amma heard her plea." She said crying happily.

"Urgh..." Panchama groaned, taking all the attention on herself as she tried sitting up. The Vaidhyar bowed and took his leave, leaving the family bask in happiness. "Akka," Panchama turned to Thiripuvana Madeviyaar. "Did I faint again?" She asked hoarsely, and turned her head to see her beloved husband looking at her with tearful but happy eyes. "Swami? Why are there tears in your eyes?" She asked hastily and he caressed her forehead gently.

"Panchama, here, have this water first. We can talk later." He said and made her drink water. "Now tell me, did I faint?" She asked gulping the rest of water.

"Panchama, you did, and it's a good news." Loka Madeviyaar smiled, wiping the tear that fell from her eye. "What is it Akka? What did that Vaidhyar said? What happened to me?" Panchama asked, Raja Rajan immediately holding her palm.

"Panchama, Kanne, you are going to be a mother. Yes, the Vaidhyar confirmed that you are pregnant!" Thiripuvana Madeviyaar told her and Panchama's eyes widened.

"What- but- how..?" Panchama was too flabbergasted. At first, the Vaidhyar broke her heart by saying she was barren, what happened now? Could it be the miracle of all the penance??

As of reading her thoughts Thiripuvana Madeviyaar nodded. "Yes Kanne, your harsh penance finally was fruitful." She said kissed Panchama's forehead.

"Akka! I am going to tell about this to the Kids. They will be so excited!" Abhimaanavalli said with a happy clap.

"Valli, you seem more happy than her." Raja Rajan teased his newly wed wife with an amused glance, her turning bashful at the comment. "Arasare, how can I not? I have been praying to Durgaiyamman for Akka's happiness ever since I set foot in Thanjai as your Rani. Finally, Akka is graced with the beauty of Motherhood." Abhimaanavalli replied, her voice not holding any sort of resentment but pure love and devotion of her Akka and sister-wife.

Which was one of the best traits he liked in her, thus he took her as his wife rather than her sister.

"Vanathi, Sakti, Abhimaana, why don't we all leave and tell others?" Kundhavai, who was silently celebrating Panchama's pregnancy and thanking Uma Maheshwara again anf again suggested and the other three Queens of Raja Rajan immediately nodded, shuffling out eith Vandiyadevan in tow.

"Panchama..." Raja Rajan kissed her forehead. "You made me the happieat person on the earth." He said tearfully kissing her forehead, Panchama's own eyes tearing up at the news. "You don't know how much I suffered while you cried to sleep for not being able to give me a child. How much I prayed Shiva to fulfill all your wishes. See, he did." He said and Panchama burst into tears followed by him.

"Swami, the love of Madhuranthakan, Araiyan, Kundavai and Mathevadhigal overpowered the sadness of me being barren. I am so happy that they will finally have amother playmate. Madhu and Araiyan will finally get one more sword fighter or Kundavai and Mathevadhigal will get a doll to dress up." Panchama sniffed with a happy smile.

Raja Rajan laughed. "What did you think of names?" He asked suddenly.

Panchama was in thoughts. Then out of nowhere, a small smile bloomed at her face. "Adithya Varman— if boy and if girl, we will think." She said and gauged his reaction, which contorted into a pained look and then a smile. He didn't said anything but hugged her.

Months later, Panchamadevi gave birth to a very healthy boy, and he was named after the elder brother of Raja Rajan, Adithya Karikalan.

Note:- Adithya Karikalan's birth name is said to be "Parthivendra Aaditha Varman".

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