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 Narasimha appeared.
We all know the story: Prahlada, the young devotee of Vishnu, stood firm against his father’s rage and hostility. He was ridiculed, punished, and threatened, yet never wavered from his devotion. His serenity is remembered as an example of pure faith.
But my perception of Prahlada’s story is something fresh..something that feels deeply relevant in today’s world. What struck me is not just his devotion, but his mindfulness. Prahlada was not simply waiting for a miracle to happen. He was living each moment with awareness, anchored in truth and inner strength. His calm was not weakness...it was the highest form of resilience.
Prahlada was no ordinary child. He was the son of Hiranyakashipu, a king who demanded obedience and worship only for himself. When Prahlada chose devotion to Vishnu over fear of his father, he faced the hostility of the highest order. He was ridiculed, punished, and left in isolation. For most of us, such rejection would break our spirit. But Prahlada remained calm, steady, and centered.
Why? Because his anchor was not outside..his anchor was within. His faith in Vishnu, his clarity about truth, and his inner mindfulness made him unshakable. No threat could disturb the peace he carried in his heart. Prahlada’s peace was not dependent on whether his father approved of him. It was not shaken by punishments or loneliness. His anchor was entirely within..rooted in faith, values, and clarity.
This is where his story becomes a mirror for us. We too face “Hiranyakashipus” in our daily lives..criticism at work, rejection in Friends or community/ relationships, competition in careers. We often hand over our peace to others, allowing their judgments to define our worth. But Prahlada teaches us a profound truth: when your anchor is within, no storm outside can steal your peace.
This story may seem distant, but it speaks directly to our modern lives. We too encounter situations where criticism, rejection, or competition shakes our confidence. A harsh review at work, a failed attempt at a goal, or even silence from those whose approval we crave—these can unsettle us. Yet, like Prahlada, we have the choice to ask ourselves: Am I living for external validation, or am I rooted in values that no one can take away?
Mindfulness here becomes the bridge. To pause, breathe, and remember that others’ judgments are reflections of them..not definitions of us. To act from truth and compassion rather than fear. To choose stillness when storms rage outside.
So the next time you feel shaken by criticism or weighed down by comparison, recall Prahlada’s calm. Anchor yourself in your values. Reconnect with your inner faith. Whisper to yourself: “My peace is within me. No one can take it away.”
Because the storms will always come. But when your roots are deep, your heart will remain still.
For me, Prahlada’s story is no longer just about a miraculous avatar appearing from a pillar. It is about the miracle of anchoring within. A reminder that peace, when rooted in values and faith, becomes unshakable, no matter how fierce the chaos outside.
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With Love
Swetha Vishnuchittan
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