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Victory...a mere illusion

Our mythology has very well exemplified how good will always triumph upon evil. As children we have got our moral values from these stories of Ramayana and Mahabharata. The question here is that do we know it completely? Do we know the END?  And if you know, is it supposed to be called as happy ending?If you do not, let me narrate it to you.
After the war of kurushetra pandavas ruled their ancestral land and died like a mortal. Upon death the eldest of the brothers king udhishtir was sent to Heaven because of his karma being pious in nature. But then he saw that all the Kauravas were there in heaven. He asked where all his other pandav brothers and draupadi were. He was then taken to hell where he found them. They were all suffering due to some or the other reason. Seeing this, king asked why was this injustice being done to them. Kauravas deserved and this not pandavas. But since kurushetra was blessed by saints that whosoever died on that land during war will be sent to heaven.
Similarly Ramayana has glorified how Lord Rama conquered over Ravana, his evil  counterpart. But afterwards he had to live alone without his beloved wife, Sita.
The optimism in us humans has helped us to choose an ending that is good, although we fail to see that just on the basis of a single triumph we can not consider ourselves to be an idol of perfection. 
Victory comes at a very great expense. Once a winner might not always be a winner. So even if you have achieved success it doesn't mean that you do not have to work. You'll have to work even harder because the life becomes even more challenging.
At the end what is left is not just your achievements but your deeds. Although the stories, might not have ended the way we want (in reality) but we do see the goodness in it and appreciate the values they give us . We do celebrate the goodness.
It is often said that winning is simple but holding on to that title of winner is hard. 
So friends if you win something hold on to it till the end.

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  1. Kaush u r becoming a great blogger !!! Plz continue sharing ur great thoughts with us

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  2. U have written this so well! Keep it up girl.
    This one is darn worth reading..thumps up! ��

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