ðððð ð
ððððð: "ð ððð ð ðĻð ððððŦð§ððĨ ððĻðŊð"
"ððĻððĶ ð ð ðððððŠ ðĻðð§ ðððð ð ðð§ ððĪðĄð,
ð ððĪðĪð ðĄððð ðĄðĪ ðĨððð§ð ð§ððĻðĐð ð§ðð ð ððĪðĄð."
"When lyrics meet reality."
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Moksha Suryavanshi - the name of a king born under a blood-stained prophecy. In the 18th century, he ruled an expansive empire that stretched from India into the snowy lands of Russia, commanding armies and hearts alike. He was a ruler of unmatched courage and intellect, yet his life carried a dark secret a curse that shadowed his every victory, binding him to a destiny he could neither escape nor control. Loved by many, feared by enemies, Moksha's power was both a gift and a prison.
"ððĻððĶ ððŠðĢðĪðĪðĢ ððð ðððð ðĻð ðððð ððððŪð.
ðððĻðĐð ðððĻðĐð ðððĻðððĶ ðĻðŠðĄð ððððð ððððŪð."
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For Prarambhi Aggrawal, living in the 21st century, Moksha exists only as the hero of her favorite story. To her, he is daring, enigmatic, and larger-than-life a character who captivates her imagination. She doesn't know of the curse that haunted his nights, the sacrifices he made, or the blood that soaked the lands he ruled.
"ðĨð§ðððĐ ð ð ðĄððĐð ðĒðĪðð ðððĻð ðĄðððð,
ððĪ ðððŪð ðĒðððĢ ðĒððĐðŽðððĄð."
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"ððĒðŦð ððĄðð ðŦðððŪðŽððŽ ððĻ ððĒð...
ðð§ð ð ðððŽððĒð§ðē ððĄðð ð°ðĻð§'ð ðĨðð ððĄððĶ ð ðĻ."
