The squirrel noticed the paperwork before he noticed the queen. There was a great deal of it. Behind one intimidating stack sat Queen Mandodari of Lanka. The daughter of Vishwakarma, the divine architect. Widow of Ravana. There was something different about her. Her crown was broken. The palace was eerily silent. The squirrel—Nagendra—had attributed it to the early hour. Then he remembered he had visited other royal courts at even earlier hours. Those palaces had been alive w

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I arrived in Treta Yuga with only two acorns, a notebook, and the kind of audacity that would get me unceremoniously exiled for 28 years. It was a funny sight. A little squirrel pushing his glasses up his nose and staring defiantly at the grandeur before him. It was dusk when I stood in front of the royal palace of Ayodhya. I consulted my squirrel-manuscript again and took a detour toward my destination. I was expecting generals, ministers, priests, musicians, dancers, and gu

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