Malhari

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He took a couple of steps.

"I clink," he said. "It’s undignified."

"Everybody clinks. It's what soldiers do."


― K.J. Parker


We Are Forlorn Like Children:

And experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial -- I believe we are lost.


― Erich Maria Remarque



White Rose: "She is beautiful, beautiful in the way a forest fire is beautiful. It burns to be near, but the heat is too enjoyable to ignore. Her undeniable charisma is as deadly as my blade, and together we will write a legend so majestic it will be considered fiction."


In The Day When Heaven Was Falling:

The hour when earth's foundations fled,

Followed their mercenary calling,

And took their wages and are dead.


Their shoulders held the sky suspended;

They stood, and earth's foundations stay;

What God abandoned, these defended,

And saved the sum of things for pay.


― A.E. Housman



[[Veyshan]]: He hails from the mighty dune seas, windswept and sun-kissed, and his people are still very close to his heart. He remembers well the heat of the sands and the shades of grand bazaars, and brings a piece of it with him wherever he goes.
[[Noble]]: Born into wealth and luxury, it was his choice to leave that lavish lap.
[[Soldier of Fortune]]: He served with mercenaries and learned to fight in secret; half part shame, half the defiant desire for justice.
[[Swashbuckler]]: From sand to sea, shore to sail; he learned on his adventures toward Alexandros that as much as he loved the glittering drift, so too was his heart claimed by the tempestuous mistress of the tides.
[[Derring-Do]]: He has seem much that would constitute unfairness, so much injustice in the world. He has grown tired and angry. He is known to put himself at great personal risk to assist those that he would consider in need -- damsels and downtrodden alike.
[[Naive]]: Until the last few years, his life has been the comfortable, blind existence of the noble merchant's son, where he wanted for nothing, but craved something more. As a result, he can be a gullible if entirely well-meaning man that is taken in by the crafty, and abused by the quick.
[[Song]]: He loves to sing, to dance, to celebrate. He dreams of a day when he does these things -- when OTHERS do these things -- in the name of his legend.


That's A Nice Song:

Said young Sam, and Vimes remembered that he was hearing it for the first time.

"It's an old soldiers' song," he said.

"Really, sarge? But it's about angels."

Yes, thought Vimes, and it's amazing what bits those angels cause to rise up as the song progresses. It's a real soldiers' song: sentimental, with dirty bits. "As I recall, they used to sing it after battles," he said. "I've seen old men cry when they sing it," he added.

"Why? It sounds cheerful."

They were remembering who they were not singing it with, thought Vimes. You'll learn. I know you will.


― Terry Pratchett



Malhari - Vishal Dadlani

Bajne de dhadak dhadak

Dhol taashe dhadak dhadak

Bhandara chidak chidak malhari

Kadak tadak bhadak jhaali

Chatak matak vatak jhaali

Dushman ki dekho jo waat laavli


Dheere dheere badhi chali, badhi chali

Hai jo thi chingari, choti chingari

Bhari bhari bhari bhari bhari bhari

Hai mann ki almari, aaj almari

Hui satrangi, jhaali satrangi

Hui satrangi thi jo ye raat kaali


Ae kadak tadak bhadak jhaali

Chatak matak fatak jhaali

Dushman ki dekho jo waat laavli


Chaka chaka chaka chaka chaka chaka chaund

Apni basti re jhaali basti re

Rapa rapa rapa rapa rapa rapa rap

Saare masti mein

Doobe masti mein


Badi atrangi, hui attrangi

Badi atrangi apni ye jeet jhaali


Ae kadak tadak bhadak jhaali

Chatak matak fatak jhaali

Dushman ki dekho jo waat laavli


Bajne de dhadak dhadak

Dhol taashey dhadak dhadak

Bhandara chidak chidak malhari

Kadak tadak bhadak jhaali

Chatak matak vatak jhaali

Dushman ki dekho jo waat laavli


Malhari - Vishal Dadlani


Let the drums beat,

Let the cymbals ring,

Let the songs of happiness be played

Look how the enemy has been defeated


This small flame has erupted

Into a huge fireball

The safe of my heart

Has become filled (with happiness) today

This black night

Has become rainbow coloured

Look how badly we have defeated the enemy


Our neighbourhood has become greatly decorated

Everyone here is lost in excitement

This victory of ours

Is so colourful and unique

Look how badly we have defeated the enemy


Let the drums beat,

Let the cymbals ring,

Let the songs of happiness be played

Look how the enemy has been defeated


Every Soldier Knows

Name: Malhari Samajhadar
Relatives: Unknown
Apparent Age: Adult
Height: 5'10"
Eyes: Burnt Caramel
Hair: Black

Lineage: Halroon Samajhadar
Culture: Veyshanti
Birthplace: Tashraan
Cause: Naive Heroism
Position: Hero-In-Training
Role: Fishmarm Target Practice



No Soldier Outlives A Thousand Chances ...

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