Namasthe, Dear Readers! I am here with another insightful discussion.... There are moments in life when the world feels overwhelmingly loud. Opinions, criticisms, expectations, they all rush at us, demanding that we measure our worth through someone else’s eyes. It is in these moments that our peace feels most fragile, almost as if it rests in the hands of others. But Indian ethos offers us a timeless reminder: true peace does not come from approval outside...it grows from strength within. One of the most powerful lessons in this regard comes from the story of Prahlada in the Bhāgavata Purāṇa . Among the ten avatars of Vishnu, the story of Lord Narasimha stands out for its intensity and drama. A half-man, half-lion form emerging from a pillar to destroy the Hiranyakashipu is a scene etched in our collective memory. But behind this divine intervention lies the quiet strength of a child.. Prahlada, whose unshakable calm became the very reason Lord Narasim...
This morning, I had a dream that jolted me awake. In it, I was told that I would die today afternoon. At first, fear and sadness gripped me , thoughts of my little one, my family, and all the unfinished pieces of life weighed heavily on my heart. But as the dream slowly faded, it left behind a powerful life lesson...life is uncertain, but how we fill each moment is in our hands. One second, once gone, never returns. We cannot control time, but we can choose how to use it. That realization made me see the importance of consistency in what truly matters. For me, that is Namasmarana , the repetition of Lord Vishnu’s name. Narayana...OM NAMO BHAGAVATE VASUDEVAYAYA NAMAHA...💕 Why? Because His name feels like nectar. Unlike temporary pleasures, it nourishes, heals, and leaves behind a sweetness that stays even when everything else fades. Human life itself is said to be as rare as drinking nectar,and what a waste it would be if we didn’t use it to taste the eternal. The dream wasn’t abo...