The Horned God Chronicles: Skull Bearer

By Rudra Kapalin

'The Horned God Chronicles' is a project taken up by the author to look deeper into history and mythology in a quest to understand the harmonic relationship between Society and Mother Nature.

This is the first book to openly point out how SHIVA WAS ADOPTED INTO HINDUISM DUE TO POLITICAL REASONS and was initially a God of the aboriginal tribes of India. The aboriginal tribes were far more civilized and managed than those who called themselves Aryans. Indra's political shrewdness wiped out a whole civilization to make sure that the aboriginal tribes remain subjugated even centuries later. This was done overtime by establishing a strict caste system.

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In the first book you will find some strings of thoughts although random but honest insights into the world-around-us and the universe-inside-us. These thoughts are some of the cookies that will be relished by your mind provided your mind knows to eat. Here you will get food for thought.

I don't guarantee that you will like the taste because your mind may be a better cook than mine, but then you are always free to write to me at [e-mail] so that I can improve my writing skills.

In this book, I present to you the struggles of aboriginal tribes of Indian subcontinent during the Aryan Invasion. I would like to clarify that I am not saying that Aryan Invasion was a West to East movement. It could have been a wave of people from east that might have moved towards Europe.

What we know for sure is that there lay a magnificent civilization which we now call the Indus Valley Civilization, and it was way advanced than any other part of the world in Ancient times.

We also know that there was a sudden end to it. But there are a long unknown parts in it. I have tried to bridge the unknown realm with the known realm. In this book, I take you on a fantasy ride through the daily lives of the people of World's oldest Civilization, which has also provided evidences that hint towards existence of something close to democracy.

I bring to you the beginnings of a long struggle and competition between Brute Force, Rational thinking, Beliefs, Faiths and Blind Faith. I have deliberately kept it short as it will be serving as the platform for the thoughts flowing in my mind.

Raghu, the son of Solankhis Clan Leader Dilipa struggles to save not only his clan but the whole humanity from Ignorance. His chance encounter with a Sage reveals a whole new world of possibilities in this First book of THE HORNED GOD Chronicles. With the wisdom of elders and his own courage, he takes the responsibility of Clan Shamans secret on himself in a time when danger lurks all around as men who are filled with lust of Power will go to any extremes to meet their own ends.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Nov 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781475959994

Rudra Kapalin

Rudra Kapalin likes working on Ideas like mythical works as they are meant to explain much more than what we think we understand about the world. Everything cannot be explained in words. Somethings need to be experienced. He believes that there are many different beliefs which were formed when mankind developed culture. He tries to look deeper into them and work on the real reason of their existence in an effort to bring harmony between the living and mother nature. When asked to say something about who he is, he said: One human among seven billion others. Quest to understand one's real self has been a never ending quest for Human Species. When you ask, "Who am I?", the answer is "Who am I". Just the question mark is the difference between the question and the answer. That is the only difference between ASKING and KNOWING. The answer is, "WHO AM I". ---------------- Artist Bio<\u> Touched with the divine Mothers gift for art Bobbie James creates from a spiritual place. She has had artwork featured in childrens books, non fiction works and on music c.d. covers. Her style stays true to her unique outlook on life as she varies from soft illustrations to hardcore pieces about truth in society. For more of her artwork check out her website.http://elder-of-hecate.wix.com/tartarus-queen-artworks.

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THE HORNED GOD

ChrOnicles: Skull Bearer

FAITH or BLIND FAITH—Chose Wisely

Rudra Kapalin

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THE HORNED GOD Chronicles: Skull Bearer

FAITH or BLIND FAITH—Chose Wisely

Copyright © 2012 by Rudra Kapalin.

Interior Graphics/Art Credit: Bobbie James

Photograph by Jason Matson

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iUniverse rev. date: 11/06/2012

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

About the Author

About the Artist

Chapter 1

Was it the taste of blood that flowed through his sharp edged nose? He knew instantly that it was definitely not his own. It must be of his hunt he had captured at last. This was a specific skill that he had discovered and perfected through various indulgences with Masters of Medicine. Though he was forbidden to study as per the rules their elders had written so long ago that it seemed no one even remembered why they were written.

However, Raghu would sneak out to a sage’s hermitage that many considered insane but were too afraid to spit that out in front of fellow residents of their small settlement as news travels fast in such places. It started when on one of his incursions; Raghu had found that Sage Bhaggu was not really a bad person after all. What he had seen was really amazing. A baby elephant had got stuck in a swamp and was sinking quite quickly due to its enormous weight. He saw that the sage was rolling a big log of wood, which seemed like a freshly cut tree, but he couldn’t be sure as it was too dark. Though it was day, the dense forest gave an impression of a moonless night. He saw the sage tripping in an effort to reach the swamp as fast as possible. Raghu looked at the sage as he fell. There was something in his eyes that he just couldn’t resist. Despite what he had heard about the sage, which included the sage eating raw and fresh human flesh, Raghu didn’t think twice and at one reached the fallen sage. He tried to bring him to his feet but soon realized that the bone just above his ankle was broken so badly that one could see it even through so much flow of blood.

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Save the child, said the sage. Raghu was so awestruck by this incident that he had almost forgotten about the baby elephant. Sage Bhaggu told him to push the log slowly in a way that though it goes into the swamp, most of it would remain on hard ground. Sage called it ‘Lever’. Raghu did as he was told. Though he was a fully grown man, Raghu used all his strength in trying to save the mammoth animal. Sage Bhaggu kept shouting instructions at him and that made him angry and frustrated. But it was due to this anger and frustration that he put in the last bit of his strength into it and the log was placed exactly where it needed to. Sage Bhaggu had explained how he should set it in a way that the log itself shouldn’t sink into the swamp due to the elephant’s weight but could rather help him in providing solid footing to make his way out. Raghu was completely exhausted by now. He couldn’t even remember where he was. He tried to think, but everything blacked out and all he could see was pure darkness. He hadn’t seen anything so pretty. It was like the world was shrinking into him and purity was retained.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on something fluffy which felt quite comforting after most of his strength had oozed out of his body. As he tried to get up, he found that he was actually lying on a perfectly smoothened dry grass. His body still ached. He saw a tumbler lying near his bed and drank from it. Before he could realize it wasn’t water, it was too late. He instantly spit it out. He was still confused. He heard someone giggling from behind the door. He tried to reach the door but fell to the floor. The giggling child ran out to inform others about fallen Raghu.

Though he was quite confused, he was also glad that he was alive. Sage Bhaggu entered the small enclosure in which Raghu was kept for treatment and rest. Raghu instantly looked towards the leg from which he had seen bone protruding out when he was trying to save the elephant child. The Sage noticed his look of confusion and said, "Oh that wasn’t too much. Just a few cracked bones. I didn’t even need a rod or