Life rolls on the wheels of days,
Like the glorious sun drawn on a chariot of fire.
Life filled with moments of various hues and emotion,
Like the rays of rising sun.
In these moments we live like kings & in some we wish we were born free,
Like the fearless winds gliding through the meadows.
Life sometimes brings rain with thunder,
At times she sprinkles millions joys of wonder.
Time goes on, gentle and steady fast,
In the process carving milestones for all.
Today is a day when a year ends,
Only to rise again tomorrow with the first ray of the glorious sun.
Wish you all a very Happy New Year,
Not just for tomorrow but for many that are to grace your life ever after.
Is glory of life measured by the number of deserts crossed,
Or by counting the grains of sand that in form of time, gently slip your palm?
By climbing the highest mountains of ambitions and greed,
Or by plunging deep and winning against the fathomless sea of mundane misery?
Does the answer lie in the strength of dew drop that balms the weary soul,
Or in the dance of heavenly stars that lights the cosmos?
There are billion roads & more that lead to the answer for the eyes that seek them on the outside,
But for the ones who employ their wisdom, the answers lies buried in the depths of their souls.
In the epic Mahabharat, there is a mention of celestial weapon ‘Narayanastra’ – The weapon of Lord Vishnu. (Narayan = Vishnu & Astra = weapon ) which was used by Dronacharya’s son Ashwatthama against the Pandavas in the Kurukshetra War. This weapon when unleashed had the power to subjugate an enemy and the only way out was to completely surrender to the might of the weapon and in-turn to Vishnu. The reason behind putting forth this analogy was to convey the message that, in life you may be powerful enough to move the heaven and earth, but many a times certain scenarios develop against wherein it becomes impossible to win against them. Situations might at times hammer you into submission or they might grind you into submission. That’s all right – it’s all part of life. After all the great Lord Krishna was also accused of stealing the ‘Syamantak Mani’ – Gem of Lord Sun. All that matters then is how you respond to the situation. How do you collect yourself and keep on walking, keep on doing things which are in your domain and try your heart out to reach towards the light. What counts in these trying moments is not how many times you get knocked down but how many times you get up and most importantly the manner in which you get up and conduct yourself. It is not easy, never was and never will be. But these are the moments that will define you. Pay respect to them – while enduring them and even after their passage behind the curtains of time. Remember them and learn from these moments. Keep walking, Keep rising – towards the light.
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