Story of a people

The rustic arrogance of the invading Alien,

The El! The history called him the Arian,

The first clans came thru'- the North Western passes,

Settled with their rams and dogs- the warrior masses.

Oh Indra brought thou, the Yadu and the Turvasu

In the land of El-aavart, testified the 'Rig Veda'

Hamlets grew around the rivers 'Sapta- Sindhu'

So grew the country and its people- 'Hindu'

Times passed, to glorify kings, the bards ascribed,

The names and the identity- of the mighty tribes,

Reborn were Yadu, Turvasu, Anu, Puru as the Lunar Kings,

To match their valor came the Raghus of the Solar Wing.

And history saw, through the passes, Alexander the Great arrive,

But against the glory of the Punj Aab*, how could he survive?

History untold, but crystal clear, of the invader's last retreat,

On which his wounded ego or the body, no doctor could treat.

But there were people who pride in inviting Shaka and Yavan,

And also slowly came down the Scythian Caravan.

The land and its people ravished, rewritten was its history,

New kings and clans found, their past shrouded in mystery.

In the fabled land of the east were the caste and creed born,

What was that- the man's greed or God's own scorn?

Whatever be- remained the rustic arrogance of the alien,

The El! Whom the history called the mighty 'Aryan'.

* Aab- Waters/ Dignity

Punj- Five

Sapta- Seven

Sindhu- Waters/ Rivers.