
Here comes the story known to every teen that came across to Love and Kush in their lives, Familiar to every soul as the story where the victorious ones only are the faithful ones. Story of a Boy who grown up like every other Teenager but lived like a mutant who just thought to write it all for all and make them feel what was needed to be felt. The title credit would go to The World known Guru & poet Valmiki of Ramayana who was once asked to look after the son of Mata Sita namely 'Luv' while he was engaged in writing something, Responding with a nod Guru Valmiki agreed to look after the kid but Mata Sita thought to not leave the duress of care of the kid while Guru ji is engaged and chose to take him instead, without a say! When Valmiki looked up in a while to see if the kid was there he was shook to see that he wasn't and that made guru ji build a kid out of weeds growing around jungles surrounding his aashram. When Sita returned, she was amazed to look at an image mirroring what she chose not to leave. She was confused and she asked Gurudev who then got sure that she took him. Then he had named the other kid Kush, after the weeds he used to build him. Even though mata Sita was banished to rule aside Bhagwan Ram as she was disgraced by the society, Her entire life was spent in the woods before and even after she was took by Ravana. It saddens me on how a princess had to spend her life in Jungle due to mere jealousy of Lord Ram's step mother who had to manipulate his banishment. In this book of mine, I aim to go against the odds that I felt were odd to exist in a society that is assumed to be not equal without the regularity. I wish to atleast just pin out all the odds with all the evens, Just so people know what's right to do and what's not to do. What to stand for and what to stand against. Even if that takes as many crucifications as the amounts of lives I've been granted. I aim to spread the word of my lord KRISHNA that not only stood for love but also stood against every odd of the society such as Hate and each of it's Synonyms, even though the word Hate has been summarised to swallow all the negativity that goes around the globe it still seems to exist in people's heart. I only wish to eradicate that with a tale of little old me who's lived past it's 24 and reaching to it's that age where we're supposed to bring another Sita to have a life where she'll definitely be happy but wouldn't be able to live off the consequences of jealousy, envy.

