No questions were asked, and he answered none. Instead he went on ruling the country, reviving the ‘Sanatana’; hunting in the mythical past to find solutions for the progressive future. His vigilant army decided upon which food was to be taken, which clothes were to be worn, and which words were to be spoken. Men and women were flogged and even killed in public for disobeying their orders, and yet ‘questions’ remained an element of fiction for nine years since he ascended the throne.