Sarvajeet Dinesh Chandra

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  • My Journey From a Conference Room to a War Camp: How Speed Beats Scale

    The ‘Napoleon of ancient India’, Samudragupta, attempted to immortalise himself on the pillar at Prayaga, celebrating his innumerable victories, boasting about his superiority to one and all. But he does not claim victory over the the Western Sakas/Kshtrapas, who ruled western India.  The story becomes more interesting when we look at his son, Chandragupta Vikramaditya,…

  • The Spy Who Taught Me to Write. And Interpret History. 

    Why I dedicated my novel to my late father

  • Dhruvadevi: The Queen Who Wouldn’t Leave Me Alone

    I did not discover Dhruvadevi through history. I found her, decades ago, in Jaishankar Prasad’s Hindi play Dhruvaswamini (1933), which I shortlisted, as one of the options which my fledgling theatre group could potentially stage. Unlike the Draupadi archetype, who was gambled by her husband(s), here was a woman, who refused to be traded like…

  • Having, Leaving, Left.

    Tell me where you are currently. Or are you in the ‘Desiring’ phase? Feels Like Home Your love lingers like morning mist, hugging the trees at dawn, neither rushing nor retreating, simply staying, so close I can almost breathe it in. I ask myself, why would I ever wish to be anywhere else, when your…

  • Kerala’s Mathematics Revolution: Madhava and Beyond

    Madhava of Kerala advanced mathematics in the 14th century, calculating pi to eleven decimal places and developing infinite series for trigonometric functions. The Kerala School flourished through generations, prioritizing accountability over recognition. Despite early contributions to calculus and astronomy, their work was overlooked until rediscovered in the 19th century.

  • The Courtesan’s Journey: Love and Betrayal in Ancient India

    She loved a farmer boy in secret, and his broken promise turned her into one of Gupta India’s most dangerous courtesans. Madhavsena, is both deadly & dangerous in the novel: Dhruvadevi – The Queen Who Made Chandragupta This video follows a single woman’s fall from village love to the courtesan quarters of a great temple…

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Traded like property by her husband, the betrayed Queen Dhruvadevi turns disgrace into defiance. With her former lover, she masterminds a bloody uprising that topples the king and reshapes an empire. Desired & Dangerous Courtesan, Madhavsena in Dhruvadevi - The Queen Who Made Chandragupta. Novel Out. Link in Bio Dhruvadevi: The Queen Who Made Chandragupta by Sarvajeet Dinesh Chandra. Pre-Order Link In Bio Dhruvadevi: The Queen Who Made Chandragupta by Sarvajeet Dinesh Chandra Having, Leaving, Left. Tell me where you are currently. Or are you in the ‘Desiring’? In 499 CE, Aryabhata wrote pi to four decimal places in just 121 Sanskrit verses, then added one word admitting it wasn’t exact. Aasanna. Approaching. Centuries later in Kerala, Madhava took it to eleven decimal places, landing within four digits of what NASA uses to navigate spacecraft today. #Aryabhata #Madhava #AncientIndianMathematics #HistoryOfPi #KeralaMathematics Save this for the next time someone says ancient India had no real science. Three hundred years before Newton was even born, a mathematician in Kerala had already worked out the logic behind calculus. Madhava of Sangamagrama calculated pi to eleven decimal places and showed that sine and cosine could be written as infinite series, the same idea the world later called the Taylor series. All of this happened on a palm leaf, in a village most people have never heard of. We are taught Newton and Leibniz invented calculus. Three hundred years earlier, Madhava of Sangamagrama was already doing it on a palm leaf in Kerala. He calculated pi to eleven decimal places. He built infinite series for sine and cosine before Europe had the vocabulary to describe them. Temples were not just places of worship. In Gupta era India, they were economic institutions that employed sculptors, goldsmiths, weavers and farmers, connecting communities across hundreds of kilometres. For most people who could not read Sanskrit, the temple sculpture itself was their scripture.