The Pythagoreans or The Italians were a group of philosophers who belonged to an ancient sect that brought forward the Pythagorean tradition and doctrines, which in turn brought developments in the fields of science, religion and philosophy. Among the Pythagoreans, such as Hippasus, Petron, Ecphantus, Hicetas, Philolaus, Archytas; Pythagoras is the most familiar and well known, who was a mathematician, religious and cultural leader, a Guru and a philosopher.
The term Milesians refers to the natives of ancient Miletus among whom were the three great philosophers- Thales, Anaximander and Anaximenes. They were the citizens of Miletus, an Ionian Greek city, around. 6th century B.C. Before the advent of the Milesians, any acts of humans, animals, or nature that took place in the world were ascribed to the acts of Gods. For example, ‘A guilty passion is the work of Aphrodite, an act of folly means that ‘Zeus took away his wits’, outstanding prowess on the field of battle is owed to the god who ‘breathed might into’ the hero’1
The saying, ‘Never judge a book by its cover’ perhaps holds true for this piece of work by Kashinath Pandit. A simple blue green tincture of the front cover may at first not call for the attention of the readers because the treasure of knowledge and information that this work withholds is not meant for the general audience. As the translator of the book has rightly dedicated and mentioned ‘For the historians writing on Mediaeval India’.
In the darkest hour of the night, amidst the shrill cries and yells, the last caravan took off to an unknown destination. A chain of trucks and cars followed each other like ants following the trail of pheromones left behind by leading ants. The scent that each unit of this caravan emitted was of fear and horror. Inside the womb of these mechanical travellers were people, cattle, furniture, books and memories that formed the central part of the smuggling paraphernalia. The caravan passed through the tunnels, over the bridges, along the rivers, and beside the rocks. People remained in the murk, not knowing when the night gave over to the daylight. The tarpaulin cover of the vehicles kept them aloof from the outside world. After an exhausting journey preceded by the mental trauma of the events, the caravan came to a halt.
“Seasons they will change, life will make you grow