MAHABHARATA / Bhagavad Gita

Once upon a time, in a dreamland far, where justice and injustice in their eternal dance did sway, a battle brewed. The Kauravas and Pandavas, kin of two lines, for the throne did fray.
In this clash's heart, on the battlefield stood Arjuna, bow in hand, heart heavy with doubts unshed. “Why this war, this shedding of kin's blood?” to himself he said.
By his side, his charioteer, none other than the lord of the universe, Krishna. With a smile, began to say: “Life's but a cycle, full of play, Arjuna. Every action, every choice paves a way, this is what we call dharma. Your path now is to fight. But remember, each arrow carries an intention, every step a wisdom light.”
Krishna’s words, as if flowing from a poet's pen, echoed in the cosmos's vast. Arjuna, eyes closed, turned inward, understood at last. Each of our lives, our own epic. The battle between light and dark, within us, kinetic.
This story, like a mirror, holds, showing us the universal truth bold. The search for justice, the ties of kin, the inner struggles… Hidden in all our tales, untold. The Mahabharata, not just a war, but a journey of wisdom, a quest for dharma, its story forever gold.