Wandering With Mihisa

This post is 3 part of our blog series: Whispers from the valley- life and legacy of the indus civilization The midday sun shimmered above Mohenjodaro as Ila wandered through the shade lanes of the market with her father. The air buzzed with quite exchanges- the kind that required no loud words, just gesture, glances, and the gently clink of beads and pottery.  She stopped at her favorite stall where her uncle, a skilled artisan, carved tiny symbols into smooth squares of stone. "What does this means?" she asked tracing a spiral etched into a newly made seal. "No one truly knows," he smiled. " But the merchants say it brings luck when stamped on to goods, It's our voice, Ila one we haven't fully learned to speak." Ila watched fascinated as he pressed the seal into a soft clay leaving behind a mark of mystery- bulls, trees, fish like figures and those lines that curved like flowing water. Later that night Ila sat beside her grandmother who hummed an...

This post is 2 part of our blog series: Whispers from the valley- life and legacy of the indus civilization   As the sun rises higher in the sky casting a glow and long shadows along the streets of Mohenjodaro, ila returns from the well water splashing gently here and there from her clay pot. She walks confidently never once lossing her balance, never getting lost because here city was built with the intention of designs and wisdom which still leaves modern minds in admiration. Mohenjo-daro wasn't just any city it was a masterpiece built by ancient urban planning. Over 4,000 years before long before the rise of empires the people of Indus valley civilization were building city with great planning and architecture, perfectly aligned streets, smart drainage system and houses made of baked bricks. Each streets Ila walks on is a part of a grid a planned layout where roads cross each other at right angles. This kind of pattern which are now associate with modern town planning existed he...

This post is 1 part of our blog series: Whispers from the valley- life and legacy of the indus civilization  The first ray of bright radiant beams of sunlight strech over the horizon, casting a soft glow on the dust covered streets of Mohenjodaro. Ila a young girl of twelve, steps out of her mud brick home into the quiet stillness of the morning. The city is just beginning to wake up but there's already a sense of order in the air the kind you can feel in the way the buildings are lined up perfectly the way the roads seem to follow a clear pattern. Ila's mother is already sweeping the courtyard while her father prepares to visit the marketplace. They live simply but comfortably in a small house with walls made of baked clay bricks. The house is cool inside even in the heat of the day. Outside she can see the public well the one that everyone in the neighbourhood shares It's always crowded with women with jugs in their hand waiting for the fresh water to fill them up. Ila...

Hello, and welcome to my corner of the world! My name is Mihisa, and I’m thrilled to introduce you to Wandering With Mihisa a blog dedicated to the intersection of history, poetry, and archaeology. From the stories of ancient civilizations to verses that capture the spirit of the past, this blog will be a journey through time. Ever since I was young, I’ve been captivated by the beauty and mystery of ancient cultures how people lived, how they thought, and how their legacies continue to shape our present. Whether it's exploring ancient ruins, reading forgotten texts in Pali and Sanskrit, or finding poetic meaning in historical moments, there's always something to uncover. Here, you’ll find a blend of: Poetry inspired by the ancient world Reflections on sacred stories and cultural heritage Insights into archaeology and historical research My personal journey as a student of the past This blog is my way of sharing my passion for history and archaeology with you. I hope you enjoy t...