First of all I have this strange urge to try and visualize the everyday lives of the so called mythical kings and queens. Not having documented and irrefutable proof of what actually was going on lends an aura of mystery to the whole story.
There are rather odd and incongruent ideas that were written by the sages to pass on to people like me to read and determine what is what. Gita is a poem that is embedded within the Mahabharata which apparently took place some 3,000 years before Christ decides to make an appearance.
When these poems were written apparently they had hi tech chariots and flying vehicles but then it is logical to assume that they had ketchup for their potatoes and for that matter had it in a squeeze bottle.
So before Arjun and co went to war as they often did during those times of stress they filled up on a hearty breakfast. Venison was always a staple - I can feel it that went with some Draupadi hand made hash and Costco sized Ketchup bottle that went around the dining table.
So when Yudhishthira spilled some on his golden silk robe before heading out he had to yell at the wait staff to get his robe quickly washed with Tide and get it ironed so he could be ready for his pre-war photo op.
Everyone to the portrait room please!
There are rather odd and incongruent ideas that were written by the sages to pass on to people like me to read and determine what is what. Gita is a poem that is embedded within the Mahabharata which apparently took place some 3,000 years before Christ decides to make an appearance.
When these poems were written apparently they had hi tech chariots and flying vehicles but then it is logical to assume that they had ketchup for their potatoes and for that matter had it in a squeeze bottle.
So before Arjun and co went to war as they often did during those times of stress they filled up on a hearty breakfast. Venison was always a staple - I can feel it that went with some Draupadi hand made hash and Costco sized Ketchup bottle that went around the dining table.
So when Yudhishthira spilled some on his golden silk robe before heading out he had to yell at the wait staff to get his robe quickly washed with Tide and get it ironed so he could be ready for his pre-war photo op.
Everyone to the portrait room please!
a tide-y summing up of the proceedings in the war room.
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