B R Chopra Ramayan - Page 32

The story and the settings were really nice , I liked how descriptive it was.

Whoa! So many stories all of a sudden... Finally caught up!

Sorry for the delay....

The stories are really nice and I would have loved to see such scenes in series or animation.

As for the art, sometimes the dresses seem to become Chinese and European ones, other than that, the pictures are beautiful

chinese or european 😂😂

tried to keep it according to the yug

anyways thanks

was waiting for your views

thanks

all of you

will try to post some ff exploring other ideas

Originally posted by: cuteamanboy

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Where Teasing Turns to Bonding

Ram stood near the carved pillar, the soft gold of his attire glowing in the warm light of the chamber. He turned as three young women entered—graceful, poised, and with eyes full of mischief.

The first one stepped forward with a gentle smile. “I am Urmila,” she said, offering a respectful bow. Her voice was calm but carried a spark that only sisters share.

Before he could reply, the second one chimed in with a slight tilt of her head. “And I am Mandavi.”

The youngest, bright-eyed and quick with amusement, completed the line. “I am Shrutakirti.”

Ram nodded, folding his hands in greeting. “Ah, so these are the famed daughters of Videh," he said. Then, lowering his voice conspiratorially, he added, “Urmila… Mandavi… Shrutakirti… Interesting names. I wonder,” he paused, pretending to think deeply, “do the meanings match your personalities, or have you only borrowed them to impress your soon-to-be jija?”

The three shared a look. Then all at once, they burst into soft laughter.

Urmila raised an eyebrow. “We came to see if you needed anything, but it seems our future jija is already too busy judging names.”

Mandavi crossed her arms and said, “Perhaps we should test him. After all, if he cannot decipher the meaning, how will he learn anything about this family?”

Shrutakirti added teasingly, “Maybe he needs lessons. We are good teachers, you know.”

Ram placed a hand dramatically over his heart. “I am surrounded by scholars! Three wise salis ready to question my intelligence. I surrender.”

They scoffed playfully.

“No surrendering so soon,” Urmila said. “First, explain what you think our names mean.”

Ram pretended to ponder deeply, eyes flicking between the three. “Well… Urmila must mean ‘she who argues first.’ Mandavi, perhaps, ‘she who argues second.’ And Shrutakirti is clearly ‘she who completes the argument.’”

All three gasped in mock outrage. “That’s not even close!” Mandavi exclaimed.

Shrutakirti shook her head. “You twisted all our names just to tease us.”

Ram laughed. “That was my intention.”

Urmila stepped closer, narrowing her eyes playfully. “Do not forget, we have grown up along with the our elder sister Sita. Teasing is our specialty.”

“Ah,” Ram said, smiling, “ The people of Mithila have warned me about that.”

The three exchanged triumphant glances.

Mandavi smirked. “But we are not here to tease only. We came to ensure you are comfortable.”

Shrutakirti added, “And to see if you needed anything.”

Ram gave them a thoughtful look, then slowly said, “Well… I do have something to offer.”

The sisters waited.

“With three younger brothers of mine,” Ram continued, voice full of playful mischief, “I simply thought—if you wish to to stay with your elder sister Sita perhaps I might help arrange something?”

Their eyes widened, then all three burst into laughter again.

“So, the great prince of Ayodhya knows how to playfully bargain,” Urmila said.

Mandavi nudged Shrutakirti. “He is hinting at something.”

Shrutakirti grinned. “And we are not going to admit anything.”

Ram pretended to sigh. “Then I bow my head in defeat. The daughters of Videh have outmatched me in debate.”

Urmila lifted her chin proudly. “As they should.”

But her smile softened as she spoke again. “Still, we are glad to know our jija has humor.”

“And intelligence ,” Mandavi said.

“And courage,” Shrutakirti finished with a wink.

Ram chuckled warmly. “Let us agree, then—whenever we meet, this playful battle will continue.”

“Agreed,” the three chimed together.

As their laughter echoed in the chamber, a bond—warm, teasing, affectionate—began to weave itself naturally between the prince and his future salis, marking the beginning of a lifelong jija-sali camaraderie.

The first 2 pictures... The one in blue is a Chinese dress.

The last picture has them all in European style albeit with Indian designs.

Just thought of letting you know, that's all.

Originally posted by: cuteamanboy

will try to post some ff exploring other ideas

By the way, I wanted to ask... How much of AI do you use for the story?

Just curious as to how you use the tool.

I couldn't figure out how to use AI no matter what... To me it feels like I spend more time using AI than not... I usually write everything on my own.

i have chat gpt app in my phone

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recently i paid rs 2 subscribtion valid for a year

it upgrade it to chat gpt plus

i can generate more images and can upload more files and ask for customisation prompt generation etc

you can put your own ideas and can do changes accordingly

Originally posted by: Vibhishna

The first 2 pictures... The one in blue is a Chinese dress.

The last picture has them all in European style albeit with Indian designs.

Just thought of letting you know, that's all.

sometimes chat gpt can't generate exact prompt so

Originally posted by: Vibhishna

The first 2 pictures... The one in blue is a Chinese dress.

The last picture has them all in European style albeit with Indian designs.

Just thought of letting you know, that's all.

i felt the same but later i posted the image