My name is Christi Clark, a married mother of two who is getting back into the working world slowly by turning my dance background and yoga hobby into more than just my recovery from childbirth, but my new business opportunity. I had become certified as a yoga instructor, as I had been a dance instructor, but what I wanted to target was other young mothers l...
"Heathens, every one of them. Godless heathens!" The governess hissed in protestant fury as their palanquin was born behind the Regiment of Foot in solid British scarlet. The harsh and heavy wool and brass seemed out of place in the opulent heat of Madhya Presh, even as the heavy boots and heavier guns dragged behind the column trampled the traditional freed...
You are sitting at a cafe, holding a cup of coffee between your hands, watching the waitress talk to the other customers. She is so beautiful, so graceful, dainty... Even though you have never met her, you know it is Doris... She perches on the edge of the table, talking to Muse, Jasmine, and another woman you don't recognize. She looks oriental, maybe Hindu...
Step by Step Submission This is a continuation of Model Wife to Mleccha, and readers would benefit from having read that. It is a complete story on its own. Please be respectful in the comments or I will disable them. My name is Jan Thomas, I was once the model of the good wife, but since meeting Vivek, I was on a journey to become a good Mleccha instead....
I suppose I should start at the beginning. Of course, I didn't know it what was beginning at all. You see, I am not the sort of person you expect to be making these sorts of movies. Not at all. But then again, it wasn't my choice that I ended up here. I guess you could say it was my nature that lead me here, and that my own education is now under way. This i...
The year is 1753. Sindh is under the rule of the mighty Maratha empire. Bahadur Rao, the governor of Sindh was inspecting his province along with his cousin brother Vishwanath Rao. Bahadur was the son of a Rajput ruler & his Turkish concubine. He looked around as he continued riding his horse. Just a few months back, he captured Sindh for the Empire. He was...
"Steady my boy. A day will come when you will rule Bwangodesh. Till then toil hard & have faith in Allah. Ameen!" Vradhman woke up all shaken. The strong rays of Sun entering the small hut suggested that it was afternoon. Vradhman cursed himself for waking up so late. It was the day of the village fair. He was given the duty of security officer at the fair...
I am Sultana. Since the day I was born, I have never left my village. My village is my world, and it's my paradise. I have wonderful parents. They work very hard to put food on the table. I hardly see them these days because of their work, they leave early in the morning and returns late at night, mostly after I sleep and leave again before I wake up. I fe...
Property or Person? How did it come to this? My name is Jan Thomas, I am the very image of the perfect suburban wife and mother. I am just that, a wife of twenty plus years, mother of three beautiful university student daughters, high school teacher, Girl Guide leader, church volunteer. Oh, and desperate mleccha slut for my Hindu god Vivek. It should not be...
Shamsuddin Ilyas Shah looked from the balcony of his Royal Palace at dusk. His newly built Capital Pandua was the envy of entire Hindustan. Trade & commerce flourished. It was a melting pot of different culture. Assyrians, Africans, Turks, Pashtuns and people from numerous other race had made Pandua their home & accepted him as the Sultan. He was a proud man...