History

S Sathya Narayana Sathya Narayana
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By digging the earth you are trying to dig out the history and filling the tomes with your apocryphal absurdities. How wrong, how wrong! How much the broken earthen pots can tell you about the stolen golden chalices? How well the unintelligible writings on rock-platters can sing you about the fallen ramparts of past glory? How much moisture the ruins retained of past's sweat-soaked stories and tearful tales? How can you harken from the bygone winds those chanted holy hymns, and the incessant tolls from divine temples that prayed for human wellbeing? You are just collecting the thrown out faeces, nauseating vomitus and blood-spilled sands to conclude that we had a stinking past. You will never know the sweet and bitter the yummy and bland the sumptuous and little our humble ancestors had tasted and endured with love and pain and long digested without a trace for you to unearth.

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