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  Today, we're going to dive into one of the most enduring, and often misunderstood, episodes in the history of science and religion: the trial of Galileo Galilei. Forget what you think you know from popular culture or even some older textbooks, because we're going to peel back the layers of myth and reveal the intricate historical reality. On 22 June 1633, in the convent of Santa Maria sopra Minerva in Rome, Galileo knelt before the cardinals of the Roman Inquisition and formally renounced his support for the Copernican system. He declared, "I held and believed that the Sun is the center of the universe and immovable, and that the Earth is not the center and is movable," before abjuring these views as "erroneous and heretical". This moment has been cemented in public consciousness for nearly four centuries as the quintessential clash between progressive science and reactionary religion, with Galileo portrayed as the heroic martyr of rational inquiry cru...

  I Begin Before Their Beginnings I am the river they called Sindhu , long before they called themselves conquerors. Before they drew their maps and built their empires—before their ships landed on my delta and their horses drank from my banks—I flowed, unbothered by names. I was worshipped, feared, and sung to, not by kings or chroniclers, but by those who bathed in my waters, sowed rice in my silt, and whispered prayers to me at dusk. They came with sandals and spears, scrolls and scriptures, swords and surveyor’s tools. They called me many things: Indos , Nilab , Sindh , Mihirān . Some saw in me the edge of the known world; others the gateway to gods. To the Greeks, I was the frontier of Alexander’s ambition. To the Persians, I was the eastern breath of empire. To Chinese pilgrims, I was the sacred path winding toward the light of the Buddha. To the Arabs, I was both a land of heresy and a land of tribute. To the Turks and Mongols, I was the river of riches. And to the Bri...