🧵 Have you ever wondered why you grew up knowing more about Akbar’s court than Raja Raja Chola’s kingdom? Why did Aurangzeb's cruelty become a footnote, while Shivaji’s courage became optional reading?
This article is not just history, it’s a rebellion.
Read it till the last word, and you’ll understand what they never wanted you to know.
This isn’t just an academic failure. It’s a theft. A theft of your identity. A theft of the thousands of years when Bharat ruled itself with wisdom, valor, and dharma, long before a single Mughal set foot on our sacred soil.
This article is not just history, it’s a rebellion.
And once you know it, you’ll never look at India the same way again.
Long before the first Mughal horse trotted through the passes of Khyber, India was not a land of fragmented tribes or dark ages, as some textbooks still dare to imply. It was a radiant jewel of wisdom, valor, architecture, and dharma.
Let me take you on a journey, not from Babur to Aurangzeb but from forgotten temples to battlefields where dharma stood tall, from the throne rooms of mighty Hindu kings to the footnotes of your history textbooks where they were buried.
Cholas: Masters of Oceans and Dharma (2100 years)
Imagine a king so powerful that his armies crossed the Bay of Bengal and conquered Sri Lanka, Indonesia, and Malaysia, not to convert, but to connect. That was Raja Raja Chola and his son Rajendra Chola.
Yet, they barely get a paragraph in our history books.
Under their rule, temples like the Brihadeeswarar in Thanjavur rose not just as places of worship but as cosmic calendars, art schools, and administrative centers. Chola navies were the pride of Asia. Their governance system included local self-rule that modern democracies would envy.
Chalukyas: The Shield of the South (700 years)
Pulakeshin II of the Chalukyas once stood face to face with Harshavardhana, the great northern ruler. When Harsha marched south, confident of conquest, Pulakeshin crushed his ambitions and sent him retreating across the Narmada.
Chalukyas gave us the Vesara style of temples, the structural foundation of Indian architecture seen even today. They championed Sanskrit and Kannada literature, astrology, and sculpture.
But our textbooks skip their bravery, why?
Ahoms: Unbroken, Unconquered (700 years)
In the far east, amidst the lush lands of Assam, the Ahoms ruled for 700 years without ever being conquered. They were warriors of a different breed. 17 times the Mughal army marched on them, and 17 times they were sent back in disgrace.
The fiercest among them was Lachit Borphukan, who in the Battle of Saraighat humiliated Aurangzeb’s forces, showing the world that even the mightiest empires could be broken by courage and strategy.
And yet, where is Lachit in our books?
Pallavas: Stone, Soul, and Science (600 years)
The moment you see the Shore Temple of Mahabalipuram, carved out of stone yet dancing like poetry, know that it was built by the Pallavas. These kings were artists, warriors, and patrons of spirituality.
Narasimhavarman was their greatest king. His court echoed with Sanskrit shlokas and Tamil hymns. But more than war, the Pallavas gave India its soul in stone.
Our books mention the temple but forget the kings who built them.
Rashtrakutas: The Lords of Kailasa (500 years)
High in the hills of Ellora stands a marvel so breathtaking that even NASA engineers have studied its architecture, the Kailasa Temple, carved top-down from a single rock. It was the pride of the Rashtrakutas.
They ruled the Deccan, contributed to mathematics, astronomy, and poetry. Their diplomacy extended from Sri Lanka to the Abbasid Caliphate.
But you won’t hear of them on TV or in classrooms.
The Vijayanagara Kingdom (400 years)
Vijayanagara, founded by Harihara and Bukka under the guidance of sage Vidyaranya, rose from ashes like a phoenix.
Krishnadevaraya, the jewel of this dynasty, not only crushed Deccan sultans but also revived Sanskrit, Telugu, Kannada, and Tamil literature.
Hampi, the capital, was once one of the richest cities on earth.
But Hampi wiped clean from curriculum, buried under glorified tales of the Mughals.
AND THEN CAME THE MUGHALS... (Barely 200 years of central rule)
Babur called Indians "pigs and infidels" in his memoirs.
Aurangzeb demolished thousands of temples, imposed Jizya tax on Hindus, and ordered the destruction of Kashi, Mathura and many other temples.
Millions were forcibly converted or slaughtered in cold blood.
And yet, our textbooks glorify them as the ‘golden age’. Why?
The Nehruvian-Marxist History Project
Post-Independence, a group of left-leaning historians and policymakers, largely led by Jawaharlal Nehru, Romila Thapar, and Irfan Habib, aimed to rewrite history to fit a secular, socialist narrative. In their worldview:
Glorifying Hindu kings = risk of promoting communalism
Glorifying Mughals = promoting composite culture
Their goal was to suppress Hindu civilizational pride in the name of secularism, fearing it would fuel Hindu nationalism. As a result:
Akbar was taught as “great” for his religious tolerance.
Aurangzeb’s bigotry was whitewashed.
Rani Durgavati, Suhaldev, Raja Dahir, Prithviraj Chauhan, Lachit Borphukan barely found mention.
Ancient kingdoms like Cholas and Guptas got a few pages, while Mughals dominated the Medieval Era syllabus.
WHAT WAS LOST IN THIS BIASED NARRATIVE?
🏹 The Stories of Resistance:
Maharana Pratap’s Battle of Haldighati, where he resisted Akbar valiantly.
Shivaji Maharaj’s guerilla warfare and administrative reforms, which laid the foundation for Hindu resurgence.
Sikh Guru's resistance to Islamic tyranny, especially Guru Tegh Bahadur and Guru Gobind Singh.
🪔 The Legacy of Dharma:
Spiritual and architectural renaissance under Hindu kingdoms.
Education systems like Nalanda, Takshashila were sidelined.
Vedic science, math, and astronomy were undermined.
CONGRESS AND THE POLITICS OF MUGHAL GLORIFICATION
The Congress party, in its zeal to secure the Mu$lim vote, walked the tightrope of appeasement. They equated critique of Mughal atrocities to Islamophobia, hence discouraged it altogether.
NCERT and CBSE textbooks under successive Congress governments conveniently ignored temple destruction, forced conversions, and genocides.
Congress-era censorship boards allowed the production of movies like Mughal-e-Azam, Jodha Akbar, etc., but discouraged stories on Hindu kings, lest they “offend minorities.”
It’s time to reclaim the narrative.
It’s time to teach our children about:
Raja Bhoj, not just Babur.
Suhaldev, who crushed Ghazi Mian.
Shivaji Maharaj, not just Shah Jahan.
Rani Durgavati, not just Razia Sultana.
Lachit Borphukan, not just Akbar.
Let the names of Chola, Ahom, Vijayanagara, and Pallava roar louder than the silence forced upon them.
Let Shivaji, Suhaldev, Rani Durgavati, and Lachit Borphukan walk back into the light of our collective memory.
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🧵 They said Gandhi’s Ahimsa would live forever.
But the man who shot him proved otherwise, not with a gun, but with how he died.
Nathuram Godse didn’t just k!ll Gandhi with bullets.
He shattered Gandhi’s idea of non-violence by walking to the gallows without fear, without apology, without a single plea for mercy.
⚠️ Read it till the end, Before They Erase It Forever.
He didn’t flinch.
He didn’t beg.
He embraced death, to prove that courage doesn’t always wear khadi or preach peace.
They banned his words. They buried his truth.
But today, you’ll read the story they were too afraid to tell.
This isn’t just history, it’s the death of a myth.
It was the evening of 30th January 1948. The Birla Bhavan lawns in Delhi were unusually quiet as the frail figure of M K Gandhi walked toward his evening prayer meeting. He was late. Supporting himself on two young girls, he moved slowly, clad in his simple dhoti, barefoot, clutching his prayer beads.
🧵 4,078 days since a man once mocked for selling tea walked into Delhi with a vision in his eyes and determined to rewrite the story of Bharat.
This article is a timeline of transformation. A story of what India achieved when a single man backed by the will of 140 crore people refused to back down.
Read this with your chest out and your eyes open. Because history may forget manifestos, but it will remember who rebuilt Bharat in 4,078 days.
It began with a hope. It became a habit. And now, it stands as history.
On July 25, 2025, Prime Minister Narendra Modi etched his name in golden letters into India’s political legacy becoming the second-longest serving Prime Minister in a uninterrupted term, surpassing even Indira Gandhi.
But this is not just a tale of numbers.
This is a story of what India became in these 4,078 days of the promises made, the roads built, the tears wiped, the dreams awakened, and the pride restored.
Let’s step back and journey through the India that rose one policy, one challenge, one bold decision at a time.
🧵 They say Gandhi was the Mahatma. But ask the thousands of Hindu and Sikh refugees who walked barefoot from burning Lahore… whose mothers were r@ped in Rawalpindi… whose fathers were butchered in front of their eyes in Multan… who begged for water on the streets of Delhi only to be told to leave a mosque because it was “sacred.”
Read till the end, not for history, but for truth.
For the voices that Gandhi never heard.
This is the forgotten truth of refugees who had nothing but faith and even that was taken away.
While their temples were reduced to ashes in Pakistan, Gandhi was pleading in Delhi for the preservation of mosques.
While they slept under torn tarps in freezing nights, Gandhi asked them to vacate the only roofs they had because they were once used by Mu$lims.
Delhi 1947:
It was Independence but for millions, it felt like exile.
As India celebrated August 15, 1947, the trains arriving in Delhi told a different story: blood-soaked compartments, women dishonored, fathers butchered, children orphaned.
Over 5 million Hindu and Sikh refugees poured into Indian Punjab and Delhi, driven out of their ancestral homes in Lahore, Rawalpindi, Peshawar, Karachi, and beyond.
🧵 What if you are told a man once slapped a goddess… and she smiled back?
✨ This is the soul-shaking story of Saint Bamakhepa and Maa Tara of Tarapith, a love that shattered logic, laughed at rituals, and danced through fire.
Read till the last word.
Because somewhere in this madness…you might just find the purest form of devotion you’ve ever known.
Bamakhepa was born in 1837 in a quiet village called Atla, in West Bengal’s Birbhum district. From the moment he could walk, he rejected everything the world expected of him.
While other children played in the fields, he wandered to cremation grounds, fascinated by the smoke, the silence, and the ash. His eyes would light up near funeral pyres. And when people asked why, he said:
“Because this is where truth lives. This is where Maa lives.”
As a young man, he met the tantric yogi Kailashpati Baba, who recognized the fire burning in the boy’s soul. Under his guidance, Bamakhepa was initiated into Vama Marg, the left-hand tantric path. The path of shadows, bones, skulls, and ego-burning disciplines. The path where gods aren’t feared but befriended.
Soon, he left home for good and settled in Tarapith, the sacred land of Maa Tara.
🧵 You’ve heard the tale: A fearless woman, India’s Iron Lady, defeats Pakistan and births a new nation.
But what if we told you the real hero was sidelined?
That the war wasn’t won in Delhi’s war rooms, but in the mind of a soldier who defied the Prime Minister herself?
This is not the story Congress wants you to remember.
Read till the end, and unmask the myth that still props up a dynasty.
After the 1971 Bangladesh War, Congress had a story to tell. Not one of strategy, sacrifice, or the soldier’s courage but a story of a singular woman who, in their version, stood like a fortress in the face of geopolitical chaos.
That woman was Indira Gandhi.
The Congress Party seized the moment. They saw in that title a golden opportunity: to cement her legacy, to mask her authoritarianism, and to build a brand that would uphold the Nehru-Gandhi dynasty for decades to come.
This was built not entirely on truth, but on a carefully constructed illusion.
🧵 When 6000 warriors slayed 57,000 mlechhas just to save the honor and sanctity of their Kuldevi, she did not remain stone, she rose as Shakti within them. 🔥
Read till the last word. This isn’t just history.
It’s legacy written in blood and bhakti.
The sun rose over the dusty plains of Gidhaur in Bihar, casting its golden light upon the fort’s sandstone walls. In its shadow, bells rang out from a sacred shrine, a temple not of grandeur, but of eternal power.
It was the temple of the Kuldevi of the Tomar Rajputs. The mother they turned to before war, after birth, at death. She was their beginning, their end, and their dharma.
In Delhi, Sultan Ibrahim Lodhi, last of the Afghan Lodhi dynasty, had grown restless. His empire, though mighty, was not enough. His eyes turned toward the eastern lands, toward Bihar.
In 1524, with an army of 60,000 men, Lodhi and his brother Jalal Khan (Sultan of Jaunpur) marched to conquer Gidhaur Raj, a proud but small kingdom ruled by Raja Raghunath Singh Tomar.