Ancient India–The Airavateshwar Temple–Legacy in Stone–Part 3

Part 1 here; Part 2 here

We just left the thriving Chola dynasty of ancient India extinguished at the end of the 4th Century CE. All of a sudden, and with no seeming explanation.

And then, for three centuries there was nothing out of southern India. It was as though entire existence had been wiped out. Because there’s nothing to tell us of which dynasties ruled, who they fought, who they married, what they built, or whom they patronized.

By the 6th Century, one of the other kingdoms of ancient India (who had ruled alongside the Early Cholas) emerged in power, along with another two.

And, still, no Cholas.

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Ancient India–The Airavateshwar Temple–Legacy in Stone–Part 2

Part 1 here

We’re on our (somewhat leisurely, I know!) way to the Airavateshwar Temple in Kumbakonam in southern India, built by the Later Cholas who ruled from the ninth to the thirteenth century.  Later, because yes, there were the Early Cholas in ancient India from the first to the fourth centuries, and a gap between these two during which the entire dynasty disappears from all historical story line.

In the first post, I introduced the Early Cholas, because their reign—even that far back—is surprisingly well documented in more than two thousand poems written on palm-leaf manuscripts. (This is the oldest known history of south India.)

We visited the Early Chola King Karikala’s capital city at Kaveripattinam in the modern-day state of Tamilnadu, flitted through his palace, wandered down streets, stood at the docks at mouth of the Kaveri River, and marveled at the brisk trade and the mammoth ships from other parts of India and from Egypt.

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Ancient India–The Airavateshwar Temple–Legacy in Stone—Part 1

Kumbakonam is a city in southern India where God dwells. In plenty. There are some 200 temples, most dedicated to Shiva, some to Vishnu and one of the very few places of worship to Brahma.

That is not all. Drive outside the city limits, and you will invariably glimpse the gopurams—the entrance stupas—of hundreds more etched against the sky. That is because the city is itself of great antiquity, inhabited since pre-Vedic times in ancient India, although most of the existing temples are either of more recent construct or date back to the 7th Century or so.

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Bath Abbey–A Storied History–Part 2

Part 1 here

My kingdom for a wife (and an heir):

In the early 16th Century, Bath Abbey and England had a new king, desperate for an heir, married to a woman who could not give him a son.

Henry VIII, who had not expected the throne, was a carousing, hard-living man, tilting in yards, hunting, drinking and eating until late hours. And, he had a roving eye. Eventually, he decided that the first wife would not do, and to divorce her, he toppled the entire religious establishment in England.

Ultimately, Henry would have six wives, with a ditty to immortalize their fates: ‘Died, beheaded, died. Died, beheaded, alive.’

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Bath Abbey–A Storied History–Part 1

Economics at Bath:

What, you might ask, does the church of Bath Abbey have to do with the study of economics? Follow me here for a bit, please.

Take an Economics 101 class, and you will learn that Adam Smith is the ‘father’ of modern economics.  If Smith’s the father, then Thomas Malthus, with his theory on food production and population growth, is surely the ‘son’ of.  I’m muddling around here a bit, but what I mean to say is that both Smith and Malthus were hugely influential in their economic philosophies. 

The economist, Thomas Malthus, is buried at Bath Abbey
Thomas Robert Malthus. Source.

I write fiction now, but I do have three degrees in economics, and when I heard that Thomas Malthus was buried at Bath Abbey, I had to go pay my respects at his memorial. 

Malthus’ theory of population explosion is simple and reasonable enough.  If food production grows, then it doesn’t necessarily, over time, lead to a better standard of living, because the population growth will eventually eat up all the food surplus.

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The Roman Baths at Bath–Healing Waters—Part 2

The Roman Baths that were:

The Roman Baths today don’t any longer function as usable baths.  Waters are still pumped through ancient lead pipes into the bath, but they’re green with algae (pretty, actually!)–a sign that it’s not a good idea to try drinking it, or even trailing your fingers through it.

Early excavations unearthed the Great Bath (right) and the circular Cold Water Pool (left).
Source: Outlines of European History by James Henry Breasted. 1914.
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The Roman Baths at Bath–Healing Waters—Part 1

But…not all the credit goes to the Romans, surely:

Before the Romans came to England and built the Roman Baths at Bath, there was good king Lud Hudibras. He ruled over England sometime in the 7th or 8th Century BCE, and had both a great sorrow and a terrible dilemma.  His son had leprosy, a devastating disease, with no cure in the times in which he lived.  Otherwise, this boy, Bladud, was a fine, stalwart young man, engaging of manner, fine of face and form, a splendid heir to a vast kingdom.

But, Bladud could not live at the English court anymore.  Over time, this dreaded illness would eat away at his extremities, turning his hands and feet into stumps, causing everyone to recoil from him in disgust. What sort of a future king would Bladud make?

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Now I lay me down to sleep—Jane Austen and Winchester Cathedral—Part 2

We last left Jane Austen at Chawton Cottage, Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3.  Jane’s most productive writing periods were pre-Bath (before 1801) and after the move to Chawton in 1809.  The first produced Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility and Northanger Abbey.  During the second, she wrote Mansfield Park, Emma and Persuasion. She also began publishing in this Chawton period, beginning with Sense and Sensibility first.

Chawton Cottage was the hub of comfort for the extended Austen family.  Here, was Mrs. Austen, the mother of Jane and her siblings and grandmother to their children, and the two beloved maiden aunts, Jane and Cassandra.  And, the nieces and nephews came to stay, sometimes for a vacation, sometimes for longer when there was a death in the family and they needed a place to be and someone to cheer them up.

Chawton Cottage, where Jane Austen lived from 1809 until her death in 1817.
Source: Google Street View
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Now I lay me down to sleep—Jane Austen and Winchester Cathedral—Part 1

We blew into Winchester Cathedral at the end of a very long day, and I use that verb advisedly.  We had spent the morning and afternoon in Austen country—Steventon where she grew up, and the St. Nicholas Parish Church (Part 1 and Part 2 on the blog) and Chawton Cottage (Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3) where I wandered around for far too long.  So, by the time we got to Winchester Cathedral, there was, it seemed, just a teacup full of time left before the church closed for the day.

But, stepping inside was into a sea of calm.  I paid my respects at the grave, and still had time to walk around the cathedral, breathe the air, and dwell on its history.  And while Jane Austen is arguably its most important occupant, Winchester Cathedral was there for many centuries before her, and its mellow stones are steeped in legend…and some myth.  Read on.

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Book Review—Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

The average life expectancy in the mid-1800s, in North Yorkshire, was about 25.6 years.  By the time the novel opens, sure enough, most of the characters have gone to their graves, and only the dark, brooding, heathen-ish Heathcliff remains.  He’s been made much of (as a hero) over the centuries since Wuthering Heights was first published, but really, he’s not a man you want around.  Anytime.  Continue Reading