‘BLACK AND WHITE’ - THE BATTLE OF KOPPAM - A BALLAD
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 24; the Twenty-Fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for this month is BLACK AND WHITE.
(ON THE POETIC FORM ADOPTED.
‘BALLAD’ - IT has various stories of origin and nativity. Basically it is long poetic form which tells a self narrative story on any theme from war to love.
It is written in stanzas of four lines, with Iambic tertrameter and trimeter alternating in lines ( IAMBIC pair is an unstressed, stressed syllable – so there are four such iambic pairs in line one and 3 in line two and so). The rhyming pattern is abcb. the number of stanzas can be as many as required. I have here written 25 LONG STANZAS....)
IN BLACK AND WHITE I DREAM AND IN BLACK AND WHITE, I TAKE YOU BACK TO HISTORY.
Year 1054 A.D, Cholan EMPEROR RAJADHIRAJAN -I marches with huge army into the Chalukyan territory to retaliate against the furious ambitions of SOMESVARA –I THE CHALUKYAN king.
In black, in white, to war we rode.
From CHOLAN land we rode.
To counter infamy CHALUKYANS
With army, king we rode.
With elephantine count
in thousands; with infantry longer
than sea. With warriors mount
We rode upon. ‘ILLANTHIRAYAN’,
Me –commander regime,
With ‘O’ he king ‘RAJATHI’ and
he ‘RAJENDRA’ to deem
We rode. For valor, honor to
Strive and glory to seek.
Like wind we rode, with fear
not felt but pride to creak.
THE BATTLE MARCH INTO RATTAMANDALAM
If war; with fire, with sword lay beat;
the poor foes could only run
and retreat. Lord and RAJENDRA
swirl swords and rose up none.
For those who did were cut and laid
Mighty men, mightier
their valor; brave the leaders and
unmatched was our alter.
Unshook we marched – uchagi, kogali
and kingdoms fell. Beheaded
their warriors who fought foolish
king’s cause. They were blunted.
THE ARMIES MEET –In KOPPAM
To stop our move SOMESVARA
rose from sleep; rode with men
from every corner, he gathers; to
stop us. But we are ‘Men’.
And men of ‘CHOLAN’ clan; for we
hold the tiger’s pennant.
And can never be stopped. Armies clashed.
In KRISHNA’s banks we met.
The west sky bright and gloaming; wind
echoing battle cry.
There in river banks we fought battle
so bloodiest to pry.
THE BATTLE OF KOPPAM
The wind halt it’s flow; the sky closed
eyes. The river flow is red.
Even Gods feared as we fought. Brave
men rose and brave men fell.
Inevitable of loss, the foes
tried their luck. Target him -
the king, the warrior and his
beast; And they launched at him.
Men after Men; arrows and more
Arrows they sent. Caught in
his lonely fight. He and his beast
stomped their foes to heaven.
All that mighty, will fall mighty
too. For ‘He’ thee our king
in life did fall battling.
THE KING FALLS AND ARMY RETREATS
‘O’ king, there you lay with arrows
piercing your heart. What shall
we do now? I watched soldiers in
disarray – lost morale
Confused and shattered were we; for
we retreat in chaos.
Can the mighty Cholans fall, in
land far away and face loss?
‘CHALUKYANS’ celebrate, but little
did they knew that we had
‘Legends’ in reserve -‘RAJENDRA’
rose from rear and unclad.
“ I RAJENDRA, brother of
our fallen king will proclaim
now as your king and emperor.
Comrades march for our claim.
March with me now for our kingdom
and men. For cause and just.
March with me my men. March with me.
Let’s give them their own dust.”
And he who rose, rose us all again.
And battle tides swayed again.
All enemies could do is find
Way back to the heaven.
Victorious we marched and marked
glory in kollapuram.
Reestablished boundaries - shall
we live in peace for days to come?
Victorious are we and so.
But what have we gained in?
To thousands it brought sorrow and pain!
It brings no good nor gain.
For years we fought and years we may!
The graves are full with brave
and valiant; but for all these years
is glory what they crave?
And what shall I say the woman
of lost comrades? What shall
be said to those of I killed? Death
preferred than to prevail.
‘O’ cruel war soon I shall leave.
All I can pray is peace.
Let not be there another war fought
Let prevail forever- ‘PEACE’
A little background history.
Chola’s rose to power in 900 AD under kings like vijayalacholan, RAJARAJAN Cholan and Later Rajendracholan. The kings mentioned here RATHIRAJA AND RAJENDRA –II were both sons of RAJENDRA –I. The Cholan kingdom mentioned at this time included modern Tamilnadu, Karnataka(southern), Andhra- Pradesh and extended into orissa and Bangladesh. It also included territories in east sea – the modern Malaysia (most of it)
Chalukyans were powerful rulers of west ruling once from Badami, they flourished under PULIKESIN-II who established Eastern Chalukyan kingdom in vengi( modern rayalseema region). Chalukyans were engaged in conflicts over the control of Godavari- tungabutra fertile areas for centuries with pallavas initially and then with Cholas.
During this time period 1054, mentioned in story CHALUKYANS were UNDER SOMESHWARA and Cholans under RATHIRAJA –I . Eastern chalukyans were subordinates to cholas and were ruled by chola-chalukyan martial heirs. The other kingdom prevailing in north was those of chauhans. It is about the same times GHORI is invading sind.
RATHIRAJA has inflicted earlier severe loss to someshwara and made him accept to pay tribute and be a SUB-ORDIANTE. But years later SOMESHWARA refusing to lay low gathers army and occupys VENGI.
TWO years later after careful preparation RAJATHIRAJA strikes with huge army not at VENGI but right into Chalukyan heart-land. He captures many places in rathamandalam ( southern karnataka) And the two armies meet at KOPPAM. RATHIRAJA DIES IN BATLLE.
At verge of loss RAJENDRA his brother proclaims himself the new king and wins the battle. He later marches to KOLLAPURAM (MODERN DAY KOLLAPUR IN MAHARASTRA) and celebrates his victory.
For years the chalukyans and Cholans continue to fight until they both submerge into history. Maybe if all those mighty emperors ruled as one then no foreign power would have invaded us.
The narrator of story ILLANTHIRAYAN was imaginary.
AT VARIOUS POINTS I HAVE COMPROMISED ON THE IAMBIC FORM FOR THE SAKE OF STORY......
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