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The story of The Aryavarta Chronicles 1: Govinda, revolves around the formation of the Aryavarta Empire. There are 2 factions, the Firstborn and the Firewrights. The Firstborn are scholars who have an immense knowledge of the scriptures while the Firewrights are inventors and scientists. But when they fail to redirect the Saraswati River as promised and instead cause destruction, all the kings of Aryavarta take it upon themselves, with the help of the Firstborn, to wipe out the Firewrights.

The complex politics and the various missions that are carried out are what make the book a fantastic read. The plot is intriguing but somehow it failed to capture my interest. The only thing that fascinated me in this book was Yudhistra's admission to Draupadi that Duryodhana and his brothers were probably the rightful heirs of Kuru empire I took me sometime to make up my mind about this book.

The only thing that fascinated me in this book was Yudhistra's admission to Draupadi that Duryodhana and his brothers were probably the rightful heirs of Kuru empire. This he admits because he knew that he and his brothers were no relation to Pandu as they were conceived through Niyoga. This could account for the complacent nature of Yudhistra and explain why he bowed down to his uncle's wishes all the time.

And it also explains why the majority of Kings in Aryavarta at that time, allied with Duryodhana against the Pandavas. Krishna wields the political baton trying to forge alliances and strengthen the arms of his cousins to counter Jarasandha's threat. And I was shocked to read that Rukmini was kidnapped by Pradyumna. Wasn't Rukmini the wife of Krishna and Pradyumna her son.

As far as I know, Krishna's dynasty is well documented in Bhagavatha Purana so much so that there is no confusion as to who his son, grandson or great grandson is for that matter. Sometimes, Satya had wistfully said, I think youre still the same, innocent Devavrata who has learnt nothing in all these years.

You still believe that the world runs on duty and piety, not on politics. Our dynasties are traced through the man. The problem with polyandry is the question of identity. The only way we can ensure the identity of the childs father, is by excluding the possibility that another man could have sired the child. Imposing chastity on a man may seem morally attractive, but it serves little purpose. A womans chastity, however she trailed off, a disdainful look on her face. Which is why women like me keep their secrets well, Bhisma.

I have another son. He was born before I met your father. And so, Bhisma had sent for Dwaipayana, the great scholarseer and Satyas son by Parashara of the Firstborn. The line, as Satya had unfailingly pointed out, of Vasishta the Elder. Vichitraviryas widows had begged him and Satya not to force another man upon them.

Govinda (The Aryavarta Chronicles, #1) by Krishna Udayasankar

Ambika cried, while Ambalika argued. When your brother married us, she said, it was with the sacred fire as witness. By that holy fire he pledged to protect us. Now that hes gone, you think you can force any man you choose on us? We loved our husband. Cant you honour that devotion by allowing us to mourn in peace and live with his memory? Daughter, Satya tried to explain, when you married my son, you also agreed to share his responsibility as king.

Its that duty that one of you must now fulfil by producing an heir to the throne. Ambalika spat, standing tall, while her sister hid behind her, sobbing uncontrollably. Thats something your son should have thought of, Mother, before he turned the whole of Hastina into his personal playground.

Besides, does this responsibility rest only with my sister and me? I dont see anyone forcing the esteemed Bhisma to fulfil his duty. What makes his vow greater than the vows of fidelity that my sister and I made to our husband?

Isnt it enough that the great Bhisma forcibly brought us here from Kashi, destroying our city and our people to satisfy your sons lust? Isnt it enough that we lost our sister Amba? Must he now destroy the two of us with his vows as well? Her arguments had been in vain. When Dwaipayana arrived, Satyas instructions to him were clear: He was to take the women at all costs, against their will, if required. He was to impregnate them without fail. Bhisma had shuddered and struggled in torment when he heard the queens fervent pleas to Dwaipayana to spare them.

Their screams had pierced the walls of the palace as they were forcibly ravished. All Bhisma could do was remind himself that destiny was ordained by the gods and its intricacies were intelligible to few.

So it was that the seed of the reclusive ascetic achieved what the strength of the Kurus could not. Ambika gave birth to Dhritarastra, blind but virile, who would be King of the Kurus and father of a hundred and one children.

Ambalika had brought forth the younger prince, Pandu. It later emerged that in his enthusiasm to fulfil the duty assigned to him, Dwaipayana had also impregnated the queens loyal friend and handmaiden. She, too, brought forth a son Vidur the Wise. That was a long time ago, Bhisma told himself, though it did not make him feel any better. Now, Syoddhan, the eldest of Dhritarastras sons was heir-apparent and had been so for the past six months ever since Pandus five sons and their mother Pritha had disappeared.

The six had been at the summer retreat of Varana when a fire had broken out, supposedly killing them all.

The charred bodies of five men and one woman had been recovered, but Bhisma did not believe they were the corpses of the princes and the queen any more than he believed that rumours that the fire was part of Syoddhans plan to kill his cousins. Would this have been the state of affairs if the true blood of the Kurus my fathers blood, my blood had continued the line, Bhisma wondered. It did not matter. As long as he lived, he would do whatever it took to protect this kingdom, and the glory of the Kurus.

And right now he needed Dwaipayana. Willing himself to remember that, Bhisma turned to welcome the man who entered the room. His white beard was not as well-groomed as Bhismas, but its unruliness was becoming in its own way. His manner seemed docile, cheerful almost, like that of a good-natured, gentle grandfather, but his pitch-black eyes sparkled with the fiery intensity of an intelligent, even youthful, mind.

Despite his physical appearance, the Vyasa was not, by any reckoning, a man one could ignore. He was the head of the Firstborn, the one who received First Honour at any gathering of nobles, the most respected man in all of Aryavarta. And the most powerful. Bhisma was unimpressed. He came directly to the point. Can I trust you, Dwaipayana?

Dwaipayana took no offence at the question. He replied, If youre asking me whether I had anything to do with Ghora Angirasas death, the answer is no. Id have the decency to protect a man who stood in my home, even if he was my enemy. Besides, if I were involved, I hope Id have the good sense to avoid even a hint of suspicion. That Ghora was killed in my hermitage is unfortunate, but it serves rather well to exonerate me of all doubt.

Who doesnt stand to gain from Ghora Angirasas death? For one, an old warrior like you, one of the few ever to be trained by a Wright, who now has no equal.

Isnt that a strong temptation? Bhisma could feel his breath quicken, but he said nothing. Consciously, he adjusted the glittering crown that adorned his head. He may not be king, but he was still a prince of the Kurus and had served as Regent for over fifty years. He would not be treated with impunity and accused of murder. Dwaipayana was unaffected by the blatant display of grandeur.

He thought the Regent looked overdressed in his silks and wore far too much jewellery. For his own part, he wore only the mandatory strings of beads around his neck and both his wrists. His hand moved to adjust the former as a matter of habit, but he stopped himself.

It would seem insulting to point out the contrast between them, and tempting as it was, it would not do to provoke Bhisma. He spoke softly, but his voice held a clear note of bitterness. Perhaps thats the smallest of the prizes, and the worst of our current troubles. We call them heathens and those meddling Firewrights, but in all fairness they were also a great line of weapon-makers. Unfortunately, they also had the arrogance and ambition that goes with such ability, and we all know where that left us.

My father spent his whole life ridding our lands of their kind, but his success brought with it a peril of another kind Ive lost count of the number of Wrights and Wright-impostors whove sold themselves to the highest bidder, even to would-be foreign invaders.

At least, the name of Ghora Angirasa, the fear of the Secret Keeper, kept these mercenaries and their masters in check. With his death You realize this changes the situation in Aryavarta completely? Bhisma nodded. This is the kind of weak ambivalence Jarasandha has been waiting for. Hell use this opportunity to solidify his hold over Aryavarta. Most likely, hell try to make us all fully-subjugated vassals, rather than amicable allies.

My sentiments exactly. The Emperor has little allegiance to any cause. Firewright, Firstborn all are the same to him. The fault is yours! If the Firstborn had not stood so firmly behind him, Jarasandha would never have risen so quickly to become Emperor. He only had to promise to rid Aryavarta of every living Wright and you and your father were more than eager to see him rule.

You did not even realize that he owed you no loyalty, nor did he do you any favours. The Firewrights were the reason why the previous Emperor, the King of Matsya, was reduced to nothing, and Jarasandha knew better than to make the same mistakes as his predecessor.

At the same time he is not above using the Firewrights for his own gain and, indeed, he has brought some of them into his service under the pretext of destroying them.

Now he is unstoppable, and it is the kings of Aryavarta who must pay the price for the Firstborns folly! We did what we had to then, as we need to now. But, yes, youre right.

The Emperor is not above using the Firewrights he took in. We need to hunt down any Wrights who may be left whether in Jarasandhas custody or otherwise before he can put them to use.

And I have just the man for the task. Bhisma paused, realizing whom Dwaipayana was referring to. Do you trust him? Hes the best his father ever trained, the princes of Hastina included. And I suppose theres something to be said for his blood and ancestry after all. Hes a dangerous man, one of the few who can find the last few Wrights who remain unaccounted for, no matter where they hide or who protects them.

As for us, we need to turn our attention to more refined, though equally important, issues. There still remains the matter of Jarasandhas huge armies.

This kingdom has neither the money nor the military strength to defend itself, particularly if were attacked from both the east and the west. Nor do we have enough political leverage, or the right kind of alliances, and we certainly cant presume on the Emperors kindness, no matter how good a friend of Syoddhans he claims to be. The Kuru kingdom is in a precarious position.

We must act at once. We need Southern Panchala on our side, Bhisma said. Dhrupads armies are formidable and his treasuries brim over. So take Southern Panchala! Or do you need me to teach you how?

Both men stared at each other in the silence that followed, each angry with the other for being able to provoke such emotion. They knew they had little choice but to trust each other, yet there was the childish need to gain the upper hand and put the other down.

Govinda (the Aryavarta Chronicl - Krishna Udayasankar

At length, an unspoken consensus settled in, and the conversation continued. I trust Dhrupad, Bhisma pointed out. But his children, his sons theyre grown men now.

Is it really possible to rely on their loyalty? Diplomatic ties alone wont suffice, not in times such as these. When Dhrupad gives his daughter in marriage, she must be brought into the house of the Kurus. I didnt hear she was to be married You soon will. I intend to go to Kampilya right away and remind Dhrupad of a fathers duties towards his daughter.

When all else is in doubt, its the simple, familial ties we must trust. Even those who would throw their lives away on a whim will stop to think if the well-being of their children is at stake.

We must bind together the futures of the two nations. We cannot depend on diplomacy and friendship alone. Dwaipayana placed a hand on Bhismas shoulder. To his surprise, Bhisma did not flinch, his expression remained stolid. The diminutive scholar leaned forward, bringing his mouth close to the tall mans ear.

Dhrupad wont refuse us what we ask him. He cant afford not to see reason But Dhrupad isnt the only one with secrets, is he? Surely you havent forgotten, Devavrata? I know its been many years, but Im sure you still carry the guilt, just as he does? Bhisma stared, wide-eyed with disbelief. Why you! Dwaipayanas whisper was a hiss, as he said, We both know how they screamed that night. Im sure you remember every excruciating moment, dont you? But, it was done for the good of this nation and by the will of the gods.