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“If you don’t withdraw your troops from Kayanglam and stop your aggression, we will have but no option other than to attack Travancore and you know we are the “superior” power here” – threatened the Dutch Governor Van Imhoff. The Maharaja was unperturbed. He retorted back in his characteristic style “Should the so called “superior” power attack us, there are enough forests in Travancore to secure us safely. Besides, we ourselves are planning to invade Europe with our Navy.” The Dutch Governor was taken aback by the gumption. He knew the Maharaja had already annexed the adjacent kingdoms of Quilon and Attingal and his sights are already beyond Kayankulam. If Kayankulam is lost, then the entire pepper trade of Dutch East India Company could close down. There was no option but to stop the King. He immediately installed the princess...
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The year was 1836. It was early April. Bithoor, a small town near Kanpur, was already beginning to feel the heat of a cruel summer. Two young girls of about eight were staring longingly at a round mango hanging high up in a tree. One of them said, 'Kashi, you wait here. I will climb the tree and pluck the mango'. 'No, no Manu, you cannot climb the tree. What will your Baba say?' 'And why can't I climb the tree?' Manu asked, her dark eyes flashing with anger. 'Girls are not supposed to climb trees Manu. That is a boy's job. Let us call Nana. Kashi replied. Manu tossed her head dismissively and said, 'I can do everything that Nana can do. I can ride a horse better than him in fact. Even his father, Bajiraosaheb says so.' Manu folded...
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“Their King has lost his mind, the Kingdom is chaotic, their soldiers have no impetus and they are ruled by a Woman; it is the right time to take over their land”, said the Sultan of Bijapur. The Woman pushed sword down the throats of hundreds of his soldiers. “You must at once turn up Rajaram, our enemy; or be ready to face the wrath of Mughal Army”, thus said the letter from Aurangzeb. The Queen’s army slaughtered his men and sent the remaining back to their abode. A history biased towards men as great Kings, was to take another turn with birth of this noble lady in a humble family of Siddappa Shetty from the town of Kotepura. Keladi Chennamma is not just another story of rags to riches, but an unparalleled tale of transformation of a beautiful, kind...
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Mughal Durbar, Agra ------------------------------------------- “We haven’t seen him…we don’t know if he is a mortal or a folklore but I know of people confessing that they have witnessed the golden radiance of The Hengdang” the scout said. “What is the Hengdang?” a furious Aurangzeb asked. “It is a sword sir…Lachit owns the blade…King Chakradhwaj Singha presented it to him” the scout replied meekly. “What is he? A human, a ghost or these Hindus seriously have gods that walk around in human shapes with mythical swords in their hands?” Aurangzeb was exasperated. “He is very much a man sir, the Commander-in-Chief of the Ahom army” replied another scout. “If he is a man, then he will die” Aurangzeb announced. The royal durbar was dispersed.   Ahom Base, somewhere in the outskirts of Guwahati ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Soldier1: The night raid idea was brilliant...
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“Wahe Guruji da khalsa, Wahe Guruji di fateh!”, the war began against an enemy considerably larger in number and infamous for brutality. But the Sikh army was here to taste victory, the war cry from their leader having infused confidence in them. They fought with all their might, and they fought to win. To put an end the growing Maratha power, Ahmad Shah Abdali – the Afghan king along with his allies - the Rohilla Afghans of the Doab, and Shuja-ud-Daula of Awadh - had descended on the Maratha army with all his might in the 3rd battle of Panipat. The Marathas fought bravely but were no match to the combined mighty armies of Abdali and its allies. Abdali had kidnapped 2,200 Hindu women as part of his war spoils and was carrying them to Afghanistan, to be sold there for...
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