#moghul

[flotsamfrommichigan]

Sarah Coventry "Temple-Lites" Brooch

https://flotsamfrommichigan.etsy.com/listing/1726359253

[lionofchaeronea]

Man in Armor (preparatory sketch for Entering the Mosque), Edwin Lord Weeks, 1885

[gemville]

Modern Moghul's Mahtab Ring In Rhodium Plated Sterling Silver and Gold Vermeil With A 13.65 Carat Tanzanite Cabochon and 1.96 CTW White Diamonds

Photo Courtesy: Modern Moghul

Source: jckonline.com

[mothmiso]

My City: Lahore (2) (3) (4) (5) by hasham2

Via Flickr:

(1) Tomb of Slave king. Qutub ud-Din Aybak (Persian: قُطْبُ ٱلْدِّين أَيْبَك‎), (1150–1210), was the founder of the Mamluk dynasty and the first sultan of the Delhi Sultanate. (2) Hazuri bagh and Fort. (3) Moghul Throne. (4) Ancient Well house. (5) Pigeon with home surrounded by ancient artwork.     

[gesray]

[menubot]

The Moghul Room (1970) http://menus.nypl.org/menus/27820

[balladedutempsjadis]

“It’s plain that in his time the best response to the death of a parent was to dive for cover and plot one’s siblings’ deaths, knowing that those siblings would be filled with similarly loving thoughts about you.”

- Salman Rushdie, Introduction to the Modern Library edition of The Baburnama: Memoirs of Babur, Prince and Emperor (translated, edited, and annotated by Wheeler M. Thackston)

Having recently finished The Persians, by Lloyd Lewellyn-Jones, in which the Achemaenid dynasty behaved the same way, and currently reading The Lords of the Deccan, and being a little familiar with Ottoman, Byzantine and Roman history I would say murdering rival claimants to the throne, whether siblings, nephews, cousins, or what have you was a feature, not a bug, of hereditary monarchies the world over. The bigger the empire (and thence the stakes) the more relatives you had to kill to get your hands on it.

[triviareads]

Remembering how excited I was to see Oak Tree Road mentioned in a romance novel.

[whencyclopedia]

Black Hole of Calcutta

The Black Hole of Calcutta refers to a prison cell which was used to hold 146 mostly British prisoners captured after the Nawab of Bengal had taken over the city from the East India Company. Interred on 20 June 1756 in a tiny cell in Fort William, 123 of the prisoners died of dehydration and suffocation.

The number of the Black Hole deaths may have been exaggerated, but testimonies to the event actually happening are numerous. The East India Company used the story as a justification for taking over Calcutta completely. It was really in the next century, though, that knowledge of the incident was spread through textbooks and literature as one of a host of equally dubious means to justify Britain's colonial presence in India. The incident's grip on the popular imagination can be seen in the long-lasting use of the expression "like the Black Hole of Calcutta" to refer to any dark and forbidding place.

Background

In the mid-18th century, the British East India Company (EIC) was seeking to expand its control of trade and territory in India. The rich region of Bengal was an obvious target, and Calcutta (Kolkata) became a major trading port for the company. The French East India Company was also present in the region at Chandernagore (Chandannagar) further up the coast. Balancing between these two foreign companies, both essentially representatives of their respective government's imperial ambitions in India, was the Nawab of Bengal, Siraj ud-Daulah (b. 1733), nominally under the suzerainty of the Moghul emperors in Delhi. Siraj ud-Daulah wanted to remove the EIC from Calcutta since it would not pay to improve the city's fortifications, and so he marched on the city in June 1756. A short siege followed, and the city fell. The fate of those captured was the source of the infamous Black Hole legend.

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[supergirlmayhem]

the catco bet

Kara and Lena are close. Like, really close. Except they’re the only ones who haven’t realized it. A certain media moghul starts a bet of when they'll get together. It kind of gets out of hand.

Check out this new work added to the 2024 collection by @sarcastic-pun-master HERE and the accompanying artwork by EmaginationStudios HERE.

[cawcawkarasu]

Playing Priest

Unknown to people, the media moghul had a hobby he executed on Sabbath. Alas, it was the day when people confessed their sins the most.

“Father, forgive me for I have sinned again,” the woman sobbed as soon as she knelt.

The priest for the day glanced at her, his golden eyes noting the pentagon jade ring on the woman’s trembling left hand. She bowed her head, but the round hat was still recognizable. The wife of the popular bread store across the street, Milverton made the connection. Not a big client, but it was okay.

“I’m listening, my child.”

[writingsofwesteros]

BREAKING-King's Landing Daily- Young Targaryen Heir and Heiress Aegon and Daenora Targaryen spotted partying deep in the City just weeks after the death of longstanding patriarch, Viserys Targaryen.

It seems that the death of business moghul Viserys Targaryen was only the beginning of the dynastic family's problems. After the head of the Targaryen clan finally succumbed to his illness, the fractures in the Targaryen family became more evident to the public eye. Sources say that Alicent Hightower lawyered up the day Viserys took his last breath to make sure that the company went to her eldest son Aegon, meanwhile Rhaenyra, Viserys's firstborn, faces not only her stepmother and former friend in the boardroom but also the board of directors, who she'll need to prove to that she has what it takes after years of wild, messy escapades. Meanwhile, the party scene's darkest corners are painted silver by the presence of Aegon and Daenora Targaryen, who've been at every hot club and exclusive party this city has to offer, much to their mother's chagrin, no doubt. While Helaena and Aemond have fallen off the public radar, Aegon and Daenora are faced with cameras at even the seediest clubs, which was where shocking pictures of the siblings partaking in cocaine leaked online. The pictures were wiped from the internet but not our collective memories by none other than their grandfather, Otto Hightower. It seems that the Targaryen dynasty is standing at a crossroads, and time will tell whether they will come out stronger at the end, or if we'll finally see the downfall of a dynasty.

Videos that had circled online of the siblings dancing and being so incredibly close to each other - and people swear they saw them kiss. Of course, such footage is no longer available.

Aegon was caught with his pants down, literally - not that he cared and the reaction was ..wild

[oldsardens]

Abdur Rahman Chughtai - A Moghul Prince

[terrence-silver]

Would terry have more trouble taking beloved who is famous/ a celebrity?

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-"In 1983,"- Demetri holds up the old, tattered gossip periodical they've fished out of Mrs. Moskowitz's attic stash of dusty trinkets and forgotten keepsakes, reading carefully, wide eyes following every line, every word like it was lifechanging --- like they could find the Yeti or the Sasquatch hidden somewhere among the many columns, Hawk perched up beside him on the squeaky floorboard surrounded by boxes, scoffing, clearly not appreciating the great mystery they were so close to uncovering together. -"After their subsequent movie one hit wonder one the Red Carpet, the dazzling career of one of Hollywood's and LA"s aspiring sweethearts takes a sudden nosedive nobody foresaw coming."-

He acutely feels Hawk's amused eyeroll burning a hole in the back of his head.

How was this not exciting for him!?

Binary Bros, uncovering the puzzle behind a 80's mega-star slipping into obscurity?

Practicality overnight!?

Sus.

-"Reports on retiring from public life took the jet-set of Hollywood by storm."- He narrates on, the article, admittedly, being incredibly and annoyingly vague. Offering no real intel. Only suspicious amounts of formality. Followed by pictures of aggrieved fans circling the streets of LA in front of MGM studios strewn all over the glossy page. Maybe it was easier to disappear back then. No Internet. No Instagram. Nobody slipping into a celebrity's DMs. Just speculations and handwritten fanmail. Landline phones at best? He continues, practically out of breath, finding a quote. -"'Our goal is privacy and civilian integrity. Just that. We ask to be respected in our decision.' Beloved, as affectionately nicknamed by their fanbase, not wanting to give any statements had their acting manager explaining, having no further comments."-

Beloved? He supposed that was a stage name of sorts? Like Cardi B? Weird.

But that bit of dialogue by their manager ---

If that didn't stink, Demetri didn't know what did.

Not even extensive True Crime Google searches or sifting through Missing Person reports gave him more clarity than what they right right in this celebrity gossip magazine from, like...what? Thirty years ago? Forty? Man, his parents haven't even met back then. They were both still kids!

-"C'mon. It's just some ancient, unconfirmed conspiracy theory from back when the dinosaurs were still roaming the planet."- Hawk shrugs and Demetri turns the page, finding sudden epiphany. -"No, no! Listen to this, though!"- He perks up, tugging at Hawk's forearm, nearly jumping on the attic floorboard with the flashlight he was holding in his hand. Wasn't even dark. He was just doing it for the spooky vibes, to be honest. He found it! Found what he was looking for! Photographic evidence, receipts and all! -"Pictured with Corporate Business Moghul, Charity Entrepreneur and one of LA's most eligible Billionaire bachelors, Terrence Silver."- The description under an image says and how did he not find this online? Was this just conveniently fine-combed off of the web? -"The young starlet's colorful choice of date, deemed controversial by some still declared the most photogenic Red Carpet couple of '83."- There he was, Ponytail Sensei --- Sensei Targaryen --- eons younger, dark haired for contrast, looking like one of those shiny, perfect Ken dolls, hand in hand with the object of their research. They were a thing! Like, together-together. -"I knew it!"-

He holds up the tabloid, pointing at it vigorously, feeling victorious.

Gloating just a teeny, tiny bit.

It was The Valley's very own unsolved urban mystery!

-"You nerd."- Hawk laughs from where he was sitting, knees bent under him, chilling on the busted parquet that has definitely seen better days, still skeptical. Okay, alright. Demetri saw how it was. His amazing talents and privately investigative research in tandem were clearly not appreciated around here. That was his thanks then? -"Yeah, some asshole from the newspapers retiring like a million years ago and dating some Bond Villain who hasn't changed his hairstyle in decades. Spooky."- He shakes his head, wiggling around his fingers and pursing his lips for emphasis, clearly unimpressed, taunting him, making fun of the whole concept, about to get up and climb down from the attic and just about ditch him. Call quits on this whole project. -"You and your head in the clouds, I swear."-

A realization hits Demetri like a train at full speed.

-"What if he like, you know, went all Fatal Attraction?"- He grabs Hawk by the elbow, stopping him in his tracks, whispering like the walls suddenly grew ears. -"What if, there was a kidnapping involved and he scooped them up, got his Doctor Evil scheming and Scrooge McDuck connections to erase all traces of them and has been keeping them in some crazy mastermind lair all these years? You know, like a hostage? Made it seem like it was just some out of the blue retirement?"- Demetri lets it all pour out, without filter, saying exactly what he was thinking no matter how insane it sounded and it kind of did sound insane, admittedly; feeling himself fall into a frenzy of rambling regardless, all his long weeks of thinking and thinking, trying to figure the mystery out and it all so suddenly made sense. Cobra Kai's current new Sensei, no matter how surface level nice he seemed, had more than one skeleton in the closet and this was one of them. But, if that was the case, just how powerful was this guy? The frozen intensity in Hawk's eyes matches his in the darkness of the attic illuminated only by their flashlight and for a second, Demetri thinks he's believed and then --- Hawk snorts loudly. Then he chortles to top it all off, grabbing him by the shoulder, startling him. Very funny. Hilarious.

-"Yeah, wow, okay, I don't believe that. Nobody can pull that off."-

He pats him on the back, leading him downstairs.

[gesray]