Kurukshetra: War between the 3 Krishnas?

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3 Krishnas: Krishn (Dwarka), Arjun (Krishn) and Draupadi (Krishnaa).

All 3 shared a name, shared their dusky complexion and shared a deep emotional bond.

Traditionally, Kurukshetra was a war of these 3 Krishnas against evil.

Symbolically, though, was it a war of Arjun versus Krishn & Krishnaa?

Any great deed requires the mind, the heart and the hand to be in-sync.

The Mind = for cool analysis, planning, ideas, impulses, thoughts.

The Heart = for passion, emotions, inspiration and fire.

The Hand = for skills, finesse, well-honed, strong, the doer.

Krishn was the mind, Draupadi was the inspiration and Arjun was the executor of their combined vision.

           What if the hand rebels against the heart & mind?

On the eve of Kurukshetra, Arjun paused, paralyzed by his dilemma. Then followed the enriching Q & A session which we know today as Bhagwad Gita.

At Kurukshetra, the mind and the heart were

Fighting ‘monstrous’ fear! IndiHappyhours contest

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I take no personal credit for this.

The brave heart was my Grandpa!

He was an orphan raised by the village school teacher. He swam across a river every single day to learn the alphabets.

He grew up to be a freedom fighter and braved the jails umpteen times. He wrote, edited and published a guide- textbook for the same college exam

Power of bloom vs gloom

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He narrated a hilarious joke to an assembly. They broke into laughter, reveling in the novelty of it.

He repeated the joke after 5 minutes. They smiled indulgently.

He repeated the joke after 10 minutes. Their lips curved up, their eyebrows slashed down.

He repeated the joke after 15 minutes. There was impatient shuffle.

He repeated the joke after 20 minutes. There was stony silence.

He repeated the joke after 25 minutes. Frank irritation sliced through the air.

He sensed the unrest and smiled, “A happy incident has the power to bring a smile. It loses that power on repetition.

Then why? Why? Why does a slight/an insult/a misfortune/a reversal not lose its power to make you gloomy in spite of repeatedly dwelling on it?”