Let new India arise out of peasants cottage, grasping the plough, out of huts, cobbler and sweeper.
Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will.
The poets were not alone in sanctioning myths, for long before the poets the states and the lawmakers had sanctioned them as a useful expedient. They needed to control the people by superstitious fears, and these cannot be aroused without myths and marvels.