war

We are at war. There will be scars. _ Uttara Vairati

For too long now divinity and destiny have legitimized what reason and compassion would not. An individual for a family, a family for the kingdom, a kingdom for an empire... And now _ an empire for humanity._ Govinda Shauri

Peace is one thing, revolution is another. You were either impatient or highly optimistic to think one would lead to the other. _ Panchali Draupadi.

The more we prepare for war, the more we make it a reality. Yet, it would seem, to prepare for war may also be the best and possibly the only way to avoid it._ _ Govinda Shauri, The Aryavarta Chronicles - Kurukshetra

Kill them. Kill them all. Remind the world what it means to be Arya. Remind the world what it is to walk with the gods. _ Syoddhan Kauravya

_ the greatest mystery, the greatest wonder of creation is that we are capable of both relentless reason and boundless love ... It is not about what we are, but what we can become._ Govinda Shauri

I have placed my faith in humanity, but faith in the universal becomes meaningless without faith in the individual. _ Panchali Draupadi

Without love, we would not comprehend compassion.- Govinda Shauri

Kill them. Kill them all. Remind the world what it means to be Arya. Remind the world what it is to walk with the gods._ Syoddhan Kauravyaw

The Wheel of Time spins: there is beginning and there is end. But why does the Wheel of Time spin? Is it some divine force that propels it? Or is that force humanity, people in search of change and a better way of life?_ Asvattama Bharadvaja

No one person is the cause for or consequence of all that happens. I am just the tenth man, the threshold, the turn in the tide. I stand here on the shoulders of humanity, a mere instrument of Time._ Govinda Shauri

I am death; I am this blood, these ravaged lands, and this wanton destruction. _ Panchali Draupadi

A new age dawns, Uttara. The Wheel of Time has turned. Not too long from now _ hopefully in our lifetime _ Aryavarta will be a janapada, a realm ruled by its people, the largest such in the world!_ Abhimanyu Karshni

Men like you and I make myths, we weave stories to sanctify the life that has been given to us. But not Govinda. Men like him don__ make myths; they make destiny. _ Kshatta Vidur

Noble though it may be, our way of life is nothing but servitude. It does not take long for servitude to turn to subjugation._ Shikandin Draupada

The defenders retreated, but in good order. A musket flamed and a ball shattered a marine__ collar bone, spinning him around. The soldiers screamed terrible battle-cries as they began their grim job of clearing the defenders off the parapet with quick professional close-quarter work. Gamble trod on a fallen ramrod and his boots crunched on burnt wadding. The French reached steps and began descending into the bastion.'Bayonets!' Powell bellowed. 'I want bayonets!''Charge the bastards!' Gamble screamed, blinking another man's blood from his eyes. There was no drum to beat the order, but the marines and seamen surged forward.'Tirez!' The French had been waiting, and their muskets jerked a handful of attackers backwards. Their officer, dressed in a patched brown coat, was horrified to see the savage looking men advance unperturbed by the musketry. His men were mostly conscripts and they had fired too high. Now they had only steel bayonets with which to defend themselves.'Get in close, boys!' Powell ordered. 'A Shawnee Indian named Blue Jacket once told me that a naked woman stirs a man's blood, but a naked blade stirs his soul. So go in with the steel. Lunge! Recover! Stance!''Charge!' Gamble turned the order into a long, guttural yell of defiance.Those redcoats and seamen, with loaded weapons discharged them at the press of the defenders, and a man in the front rank went down with a dark hole in his forehead. Gamble saw the officer aim a pistol at him. A wounded Frenchman, half-crawling, tried to stab with his sabre-briquet, but Gamble kicked him in the head. He dashed forward, sword held low. The officer pulled the trigger, the weapon tugged the man's arm to his right, and the ball buzzed past Gamble's mangled ear as he jumped down into the gap made by the marines charge. A French corporal wearing a straw hat drove his bayonet at Gamble's belly, but he dodged to one side and rammed his bar-hilt into the man's dark eyes. 'Lunge! Recover! Stance!

In great contests each party claims to act in accordance with the will of God. Both may be, and one must be wrong. God cannot be for, and against the same thing at the same time.

It's their failure, my little Anna, not yours. Men who try to understand the world without the help of children are like men who try to bake bread without the help of yeast.