The Maratha (IPA: [ˈməraʈa]; archaically transliterated as Marhatta or Mahratta) is a group of castes in India found predominantly in the state of Maharashtra. According to the Encyclopædia Britannica, "Marathas are people of India, famed in history as yeoman warriors and champions of Hinduism."
The Marathas primarily reside in the Indian states of Maharashtra, Madhya Pradesh, Gujarat, Karnataka, Telangana, Andhrapradesh, Goa and Tamil Nadu. Those in Goa and neighbouring Karwar are known specifically as Konkan Marathas as an affiliation to their regional and linguistic alignment.
Robert Vane Russell, an untrained ethnologist of the British Raj period, basing his research largely on Vedic literature, wrote that the Marathas are subdivided into 96 different clans, known as the 96 Kuli Marathas or 'Shahānnau Kule' Shahannau means 96 in Marathi.
The general body of lists are often at great variance with each other.
The history of the Marathas has been documented from the time of the Maratha empire. It has been subject to distortion, in part because of the extreme veneration of Shivaji that appeared in documents and hagiographies from the late 17th century until fairly recent times and in part because of misunderstandings that arose from inquiries relating to pre-colonial Maratha government by British Raj administrators from around the 1820s onwards. In addition, there was substantial rethinking of the past due to the British attempts to categorise the country in terms of caste and because of "debates" that emerged between Christian missionaries in the middle of the 19th century.
First journey; En Mork Horisont
Second journey: Visjoner av ev eldgammel Fremtid
"In all the candles that I burn, I see the formations of horizons
dark. And in my mind hear voices cry, so sad. Behind the forests
(what do they hide?). In my nightmares I can see what they hide. So
evil, this place feels familiar in some way. It feels right."
"Still I must live on, create my reality that was, await the death
hour and depart. I can see the everlasting stars reflect themsleves
when I look down upon the surfaces of the bottomless lakes, those all
black lakes, going nowhere, being everywhere. Being the wet houses of
watery ghouls and spirits."