On the shore of the vast sea stood Hanuman—silent, still, and uncertain. Before him stretched the endless waters, and beyond them, Lanka.
In that moment, he felt small… ordinary.
🧙♂️ Then spoke Jambavan, the wise elder:
Just before the epic war of the Mahabharata began, Krishna stood at a pivotal moment before Arjuna and Duryodhana to offer them a choice:
A sage cupped his hands, gathering cool water from pond to drink. A sudden, sharp prick seared his palm. A scorpion, dark and coiled, clung to his skin. He gently shook his hand, guiding the creature onto the bank. He dipped his hands again.
The same sting, the same tiny attacker. Again, he nudged it away with utmost care. This dance repeated.
A traveler, pausing on the path, observed the scene. "Why not end its life?" The words hung in the still air.
The sage met the traveler’s gaze, his eyes calm. "Its nature compels it to sting. My nature compels me to save."
He dipped his hands once more, a serene smile touching his lips.
Once, a washerman saw a golden rain falling from the sky. Eager to become wealthy, he rushed to the riverside ghat, thinking there would be more gold there than at his small veranda. But by the time he arrived, all the gold had been collected by others. Disappointed, he returned home only to find that the gold was gone from his veranda too.
🔥 Moral:
You should look at what you possess rather than running towards worldly treasures.
No matter what the world offers, the greatest treasure is what lies within you—wisdom, peace, and contentment. That is more precious than any gold.