
Nāvalaṃ
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Nāvalaṃ
@naavalam
...lingering memories of a lost civilization






@Graham__Hancock A calf? Drinking milk? Observing the stars, monthly lunar cycles, yearly seasons, was crucial for the rise of agriculture, seafaring, navigation. The fertile bull sun between horns and Orion defined many ancient civilizations, remnants still present in Nandi bull/Shiva.





@naa_ganesan @ahluwaliadisha @trasadasyu_ Ramasami’s paper connecting the seal to Dakshinamurti/Orion/Mrigashiras is also fascinating. Intriguingly , Mithra-Varuna pair is also strongly linked to constellation Orion in Iranic world, esp in their religion of Mithraism academia.edu/31640723/Daksh…



The origin myth of Baṛā Dev living inside the trunk of the sāja tree (Terminalia), latent in the wood, present but withheld, and only the Pardhān's music can draw him out, while worshipped by seven brothers, is comparable to the Mohenjodaro "Sacrifice Seal" (M-430). x.com/naavalam/statu…








Cool way to use Claude Code: deciphering Linear A, a 3500 year old written language from Crete aiclambake.com/clamtakes/line… Hope this holds up in peer review! 🤞

📜 Pardhān of the Gonds to the Pāṇars of the Sangam Tamil The Pardhāns are the hereditary bards, genealogists, and priest-musicians of the Gond, the second-largest tribal people of India, and they are at once indispensable and despised. No clan-deity can be summoned, no marriage sealed, no funeral closed, without the Pardhān and his three-stringed fiddle, the bānā. And for precisely that service, he is held the lesser man. Sacred and low, in one body. That inversion is worth sitting with, because it turns out to be more than a local curiosity. The Gonds speak a Dravidian language, and when their bard is set beside the ancient Tamil Pāṇar of the Sangam poems, the same sacred string-instrument, the same patron economy, the same slow fall into a stigmatized caste, the resemblance stops looking accidental. It begins to look like the central-Indian survival of an institution that once stretched across the whole Dravidian south. And the deepest clue lies in a single word: the bards' own name for themselves, which their patrons' Sanskrit later buried under a courtier's title. What follows traces that buried name, the god hidden in the tree, the curse a cheated bard could lay by simply removing the deity from a household, and the strange final act in which a dying bardic line laid down the fiddle, took up the brush, and carried its gods onto gallery walls from Bhopal to Paris. naavalam.substack.com/p/pardhan-bard…










