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You Won’t Believe What Lies Beneath The Somnath Temple – Revealed!

Step into the heart-pounding adventure of The Somnath Cipher by Priyanka Pathak Narain, where journalist Pia Jani and her childhood friend Aditya Narayan are drawn into a high-stakes quest. As they race against time to decode ancient mysteries linked to the legendary Somnath Temple, they must stay ahead of a dangerous enemy who will do anything to keep the secret hidden.

 

Read this exclusive excerpt and experience the excitement of Da Vinci Code meets Indiana Jones first-hand!

The Somnath Cipher
The Somnath Cipher || Priyanka Pathak Narain

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31 December 2020, 8.40 a.m.
Somnath, India

 

Eighty-seven hours to go

 

 

Nila Shukla examined the eager faces of her art restoration students— all of them brandishing the Somnath tweet and short report written by Pia Jani last night.

 

How on earth had that girl got a hold of the story so fast?

 

‘Professor, what structure lies under there?’ one demanded. The premonition of danger that had settled in her since she saw the GPR investigation results on the computers was growing with each passing hour, taking a deeper hold.

 

‘Do you think it was this temple that Mahmud of Ghazni looted?’ asked another.

 

‘Will you be involved with the ASI dig?’ shouted someone in the back.

 

‘What do you think is there under Site-4?’ yelled another. ‘What does targeted objects mean?’

 

Nila winced. Site-4 again. The presence of non-linear, localized, targeted objects.

 

What had Ved been thinking, trying to obfuscate his report with such inanity? For those who knew anything, such an attempt would only draw attention. Still, it was done. And the time to avoid attention was over. The spotlight was on it and now everything depended on what she chose to do.

 

For the first time in her life, it had come down to action. What she chose to do.

 

Raising her palm overhead, Nila smiled, as though delighted by their interest in the find. ‘Tell me, can any of you tell me the exact number of times this Somnath temple has been razed in the hopes of finding its treasure?’

 

‘Seven!’

 

‘More! Ghazni alone raided it seventeen times!’

 

Six!’

 

‘Four!’

 

The class was laughing along with her.

 

‘All wrong! Ghazni raided India seventeen times—not Somnath. That’s a misconception. Let’s count and get our history right. There are three temples of antiquity at Somnath mentioned in texts: a golden temple built by Somraj in Satyug, which is the first Age of the World, the silver one made by Ravana in the Second Age of the World called Tretayug, and the sandalwood one made by Krishna during Third Age of the World—the Dwaparyug.

 

‘Then we come to the fourth and last age of Kalyug. In the last 2000 years, we have had six recorded reconstructions of this temple. The first of these was when the Pashupati cult was headquartered in Somnath at the beginning of the Christian era. Six hundred years later, Raja Maitre rebuilt the crumbling temple. Then came the Islamic invasions into the Deccan when Governor Al-Junayd attacked it. Nag Bhat II reconstructed it using red stone not much later than AD 800. This was the third reconstruction of the Christian era and also the building that would face the fateful attack of Ghazni, the ferocious Islamic plunderer.

 

‘On 6 January 1026, Mahmud of Ghazni arrived in Prabhas region and pillaged the Somnath shrine. Fifty thousand men—armies gathered from many small kingdoms—died defending it.’

 

‘Did he loot the treasure?’

 

‘Yes. He had already looted Mathura before this in AD 1018. He knew all about the fabulous wealth of the temples,’ replied Nila.

 

‘He had attacked Mathura?’

 

‘Yes. One of his seventeen attacks on India. During that raid, Mahmud wrote of the Vasudeva temple that “If anyone wished to construct a building like this, it would take 200 years with the most experienced and able workmen and cost hundred thousand thousand red dinars.”

 

‘And how much is that in modern times?’

 

‘Thirty billion dollars,’ replied Nila to gasps and a sudden hush. In the silence, she continued speaking softly.

 

‘Mahmud grudgingly admired the Vasudeva temple and then ordered the temple to be burnt with naphtha and fire—levelled to the ground. The work of an estimated two centuries was reduced to smoke and ashes.

 

No one spoke for a long while. Finally, a young woman in the back asked softly. ‘Is it true that he broke the Somnath idol too?’

 

‘Yes. Four pieces,’ she said.

 

‘It is true he took the pieces to Ghazni?’

 

‘Yes.’

 

‘He put the pieces of the idol on the steps leading to the mosque?’

 

‘Yes. One on the doorway to the mosque, one on the doorway to his palace and two were sent to Mecca and Medina.’

 

Gasps in the back of the classroom. ‘What a savage!’

 

‘He’s been called that and many other things for those actions,’ said Nila.

 

‘Is it true he was cursed for it?’ asked a thoughtful student in the front. Nila, who had a long memory for faces, struggled to remember names belonging to those faces.

 

‘Well, after the sacking of Somnath, he reached the Gujarat– Rajasthan border. There, he was told that two kings, Govindaraja Chauhan and Raja Parmar Bhoja, were moving to intercept him. The alliance of these two kings had once defeated him in an earlier invasion, so Ghazni was eager to avoid them.’

 

‘Did he?’

 

‘Did he what?’

 

‘Succeed in avoiding them?’

 

‘Yes. Yes, he did. He marched home through the Thar desert—a march that nearly killed him and wiped out most of his army.’

 

‘That’s good to know,’ chimed one.

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Babur’s Secret Weapon: Not Swords, But… Stones?

Embark on a journey through the tumultuous life of Babur, the visionary founder of the Timurid Empire in Hindustan, with Aabhas Maldahiyar‘s latest book, Babur: The Chessboard King. From his early struggles to his relentless pursuit of power, this highly researched biography paints a poignant picture of a multifaceted ruler known as ‘the chessboard king.’

Ready to unravel history?

Babur
Babur || Aabhas Maldahiyar

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On 8 July of ad 1499, commissaries were sent galloping off at once—a few to call the troops of horse riders and on foot in the nearby districts, and others to urge Qambar Ali to return, and the important ones who were away at home. The available warriors were told to arrange their weapons—shovels, axes and the best of war materials in the store. The horse riders and foot soldiers from the nearby districts made their way to Andijān. As they reached, those already in the district
and those who barged in were gathered. On 25 August of that year, Babur, relying on Allah, went to Hafiz Beg’s Charbagh and stayed there for four days to ensure perfect equipment arrangements for the battle ahead. Once that was done, an array of right, left and centre was formed which included the van, horse and foot. On 30 August, the army led by Babur began to march for Osh. He was determined to get Tambal. As the news of Babur approaching with such a might
reached Tambal, he rode towards Rabat-i-Sarhang, a sub-district in the north. That very night, Babur along with his troop dismounted in Lat-kint. The next day, when they were passing through Osh, news came that Tambal had gone to Andijān. Babur decided to march on for Auzkint. The men of Tambal reached in Andijān but the moats prevented their ladders from entering the fort from working. Babur’s raiders on the other hand retired after having overrun the area around Auzkint laying their hands on anything worth their trouble.

 

Tambal had stationed his younger brother, Khalil in Madu, with around 300 men. Madu was one of the forts of Osh, renowned for its strength. Babur and his men decided to turn to Khalil and see this strongest of the forts. The northern face of the Madu fort stood very high above the bed of a torrent. The arrows shot from this bed could barely reach the ramparts. On this very side was a water-thief, crafted like a lane with ramparts on both sides that ran from the fort to the water. On the other side, was the rising ground with its circumference surrounded by a big ditch. The torrent had helped those occupying the fort in carrying stones the size of mortars. As per Babur’s knowledge, no fort of such class was ever defended with stones of such large size as those taken into Madu. A large stone was dropped on Kitta Beg’s elder brother, Abdul Qasim Kohbur as he went under the ramparts. He came down rolling, without once getting to his feet, from that great height down to the foot of the glacis. And then a stone flung from a double waterway hit Yar Ali Balal in his head leaving it trepanned. The wrath of falling stones spelled disaster for Babur’s men. Many of them perished. However, Babur’s men made a great comeback by facing the showering stones. The assault began with the next dawn, and they kept fighting till the evening. They had lost the water-thief and hence could not continue the fight the next morning. They came out and sought to agree on the terms. Babur took around four scores of Khalil’s men and sent them to Andijān for safekeeping as some of his begs and household were prisoners in their hands. The Madu affair turned out very well for Babur.

 

After having finished this campaign successfully, Babur and his men went to Unju Tupa, a village in Osh, and dismounted there. On the other hand, unsuccessful Tambal retired from Andijān and went to sub-district Rabat-i-Sarhang. He dismounted in the village called Ab-i-Khān. Now, Babur and Tambal were merely five miles away from each other. But despite such proximity, there was no war or battle for around six weeks. But peace is not eternal.
The foragers on both sides were at play with each passing day. While the people of Tambal could see Babur’s camp, ditches were dug all around as a sign of precaution. Babur also made his soldiers go out in their mail along the ditch. Despite such watchfulness, a night alarm was given every two or three days, and the cry to keep arms up. But one eventful day, when Sayyidi Beg Taghai had gone out with the foragers, the foe (Tambal’s forces) came up suddenly in massive
strength taking him a prisoner.

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What Aurangzeb Loved: 6 Things that Moved His Heart

Aurangzeb was an enigmatic king. To quote Khafi Khan, the laudatory eighteenth-century historian of Aurangzeb’s reign, who, comparing Aurangzeb to the Persian ruler Jamshid said, “To attempt a summary of the major events of a fifty-year reign of an emperor the equal of Jamshid is to measure the ocean’s water with a pitcher.”
There were many layers to Aurangzeb, many things that inspired and moved his heart.
Here are six instances from Aurangzeb’s life that reveal his loves and passions!
He had a passion to carry the Mughal legacy forward and building a great career
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He had a deep love for literature and poetry
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Few know about Aurangzeb’s whirlwind romance
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Leisure and music moved his heart
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He had a passion for justice
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And he loved mangoes!
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Fascinated? Looking to read more about this Indian emperor who is often misunderstood? Get Audrey Truschke’s Aurangzeb: The Man and the Myth here!

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