Āryāvarta
Āryāvarta (Sanskrit: "abode of the Aryans", Sanskrit pronunciation: [aːɾjaːˈʋəɾtə]) is the historic name for the present-day northern Indian Subcontinent, and territories north of Vindhyas in India, Nepal and the provinces of Punjab and Sindh in Pakistan, as per the classical Sanskrit literature.
Classical sources
The Manusmṛti (2.22) gives the name to "the tract between the Himalaya and the Vindhya ranges, from the Eastern Sea (Bay of Bengal) to the Western Sea (Arabian Sea)".
The Vasistha Dharma Sutra I.8-9 and 12-13 locates the Āryāvarta to the east of the disappearance of the Sarasvati River in the desert, to the west of the Kālakavana, to the north of the Pariyatra Mountains and the Vindhya Range and to the south of the Himalayas.
The Baudhayana Dharmasutra (BDS) 1.1.2.10 gives similar definitions and declares that Āryāvarta is the land that lies west of Kālakavana, east of Adarsana, south of the Himalayas and north of the Vindhyas, but in BDS 1.1.2.11 Āryāvarta is confined to the doab of the Ganges-Yamuna, and BDS 1.1.2.13-15. Patanjali's Mahābhāṣya defines Āryāvarta like the Vasistha Dharmasutra.
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by: Sheryl CrowI spent a year in the mouth of a whale
With a flame and a book of signs
You'll never know how hard I've failed
Trying to make up for lost time
Once I believed in things unseen
I was blinded by the dark
Out of the multitude to me
He came and broke my heart
When the dust in the field has flown
And the youngest of hearts has grown
And you doubt you will ever be free
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River is wide and oh so deep
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I dream we're happy in my sleep
Floating down and down and down
And the tide rushes by where we stand
And the earth underneath turns to sand
And we're waiting for someone to see
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Tell ma I loved the man
Even though I turned and ran
Lovely and fine I could have been
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Laying down in the palm of his hand
Laying down in the palm of his hand
Staying down in the palm of his hand
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And secretly hope it won't come
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Don't bail on me