I have been wondering what to write about for sometime, I have already put forth everything my mind has to offer till now. Rest of it is mere fragments with no real weight. Since I have run out of ideas of what to talk about, I thought I will revisit Gita and re-interpret it in my own words. As mentioned in the past, I don't believe in gods, but I do find Gita to be a philosophical treasure trove. I am rewriting the story in my own terms, as I understand it, as it makes sense to me. I will be rephrasing the words as I see fit, remove god from the picture, will be removing the concept of Atman, as these seems outdated and doesnt seem to be based on what I see as real. Gita Chapter 1 and 2: [re-imagined] The sun rose over Kurukshetra —the dreaded battlefield where kin would slay kin. Uncles, nephews, cousins, teachers, and students stood ready to spill each other’s blood for the throne of Hastinapura . On one side stood the Pandavas —fewer in number, but led by men of unwaveri...
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