Amidst the rumbles and ruins, somewhere in History,
Woven with imagination, characters came alive again.
Talking of emotions that were never a part of the battlefields
Nor printed in books.
Of Jauhars and Sakas painting the wall with blood and soot,
Of love, fought for and won over, or secretly withering
In the name of Families and Dynasties.
With dreams to achieve the impossible,
They told tales of harmony, love and peace too,
Things beyond wars and causes that ruined civilisations
And turned monuments into ruins and names - immortal.
~ Suranya
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