Pune of the 18th century was the focus of the Maratha empire. The city added ever new areas and the population boomed. Little wonder then, that … Continue reading Katraj Aquaduct – Pune’s 18th century water supply
In this article, originally published in IndiaFacts website, I take a look at the laughable nonsense in a NCERT textbook passing off as “facts” . Photos … Continue reading From NCERT Jokebook : British became all India power in 1765
Architects of many victories, the new rulers not only pulled out Orissa and Jagannath Puri from the cruel jaws of demolition and destruction, they infused religious and cultural … Continue reading When Lord Jagannath witnessed the great Maratha devotion
A long drawn battle took place between the British East India Company and the Marathas under Nana Phadnavis in the monsoon of 1780 for the control … Continue reading Marathas v/s British , Haji Malang (Shri Malanggad) 1780 .
This post alludes to Peshwa Bajirao’s attack on Delhi in the spring of 1737 – the first time that Maratha armies actually attacked the Mughal capital. … Continue reading Peshwa Bajirao v/s Mughals – Delhi , 1737 !
Sahyadris to Hindukush – The Maratha Conquest of Lahore and Attock Second edition !!! Pgs : 187 Price : Rs 200 Purchase on FLIPKART Purchase on Amazon India Interview in DNA viz Sahyadris to Hindukush ‘A historical novel describing the rise and spread of the Maratha empire , culminating in the conquest of Attock , situated on the banks of the holy river Indus ( Sindhu ) .’ ———————————————————————- The year is 1740 and the budding Maratha empire has already spread across much of western and central Hindustan .Their commander Bajirao has died an unexpected and untimely death . The … Continue reading Sahyadris to Hindukush (Flipkart & Amazon India)
Sample pages from ” Sahyadris to Hindukush “ Chapter 3 — Jirga , Kandahar The dry brown-red cedar leaf crunched under the horse’s hoof, splintering into a hundred pieces with a distinct crackle. Rehmat Khan Barakzai, astride the sturdy Arabian horse, wrapped his keffiyah closer to his face, to protect himself from the chilly autumn winds that had begun to blow across the Afghan city of Kandahar. He looked across the barren landscape, a drab mixture of grey , light brown and yellow. Here and there, the spruce and deodar trees sprang out of the ground, bereft of leaves, … Continue reading Chapter 3 – Jirga , Kandahar