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where true power lies??

Namasthe to "Voice of Chittan" Readers! 

As we sat together for a family movie night, immersed in the gripping tale unfolding on the screen, the hero stood alone, fighting against injustice. The villains, armed with massive weapons, seemed invincible, while the hero wielded nothing but a simple hammer.

Watching intently, my son turned to me and asked, "How can he stop evil with just a hammer?"

Without a second thought, completely absorbed in the moment, I responded, "Balam aayudham lo undadhu… daanni patte vaadilo untundhi!" (Strength is not in the weapon, but in the one who wields it.)

As soon as I uttered those words, something struck me. I paused. I pondered. Wasn't this the essence of every great story, every legend, and every real-life victory?

The Gandiva was powerful only because it was in Arjuna’s hands, used for a righteous cause. The Sudarshana Chakra became a force of protection and justice only when wielded by Lord Krishna. Hanuman, though immensely powerful, did not realize his own strength until reminded of it—once he believed, there was nothing he couldn’t accomplish.

Why is the Sudarshana Chakra not just an ordinary disc? Why is the Gandiva more than just a bow? Why do these same weapons remain meaningless in ordinary hands but become invincible in the hands of Krishna and Arjuna?

Because strength is never in the weapon… it is in the one who wields it.

What is true strength? Is it a weapon? An army? Or is it the unwavering faith of the one who wields it?

A weapon by itself can do nothing. It gains meaning only in the hands of someone who knows when to use it and whom to protect with it.

The Sudarshana Chakra in Lord Krishna’s hands upheld dharma. The Gandiva in Arjuna’s hands safeguarded righteous governance. In an ordinary man’s hands, they are mere objects—but in the hands of a warrior guided by dharma, they become powerful instruments of justice.

This is the great lesson history teaches us—strength is not in the weapons we hold… but in the unshakable will that wields them.

Do you remember Hanuman’s story? He possessed immeasurable strength, yet he remained unaware of it. But the moment Jambavan reminded him of his true power, he became unstoppable. Hanuman’s strength was never in his physical power—it was in his belief in himself.

Think about a lamp. In the hands of a wise man, it illuminates knowledge. In the hands of the ignorant, it can set the forest on fire. That is why true power is never in the object—it is in the one who uses it.

A sword holds no power—only the courage of the warrior wielding it does. Words themselves are not powerful—it is the conviction of the heart that speaks them that gives them strength. True power does not lie in tools, but in the wisdom with which they are used.

Looking at my son’s curious eyes, I smiled and said, "It is not about what you hold in your hands, but what you carry in your heart—that is true strength."

And in that moment, I realized—sometimes, the simplest words spoken unintentionally hold the deepest truths of life.

Recognize your strength… use it wisely… for that is true power.

Realize your strength. Wield it with purpose. For true power is not what you hold—it is what you become.

With ❤
Swetha Vishnuchittan

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