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Prince Dhruv stood at the precipice of his destiny. He was about to be coronated as the King of the regal kingdom of Aryavarta.
The night before the grand event, Dhruv’s sleep was tormented by visions of neighboring states converging like vultures upon his beloved kingdom. A haunting nightmare gripped him, threatening to unravel the very fabric of his courage.
The once brave prince awoke in a cold sweat, his heart pounding with the weight of an imaginary defeat. He feared taking the kingdom to ruins only a day or two after being coronated as the king.
Overwhelmed by fear, he fled from the palace, seeking refuge in the serene enclave of Guru Vasudeva’s ashram.
Guru Vasudeva, a venerable sage with penetrating eyes and a calming presence, greeted Dhruv with a knowing smile. “My prince, why do you run from the throne that awaits you?”
Dhruv, his voice quivering, confessed his nightmares and the fear that gnawed at his very core. The guru, with an understanding nod, led Dhruv to a tranquil corner of the ashram.
“भयमेवास्ति शत्रुः| Fear is the only enemy. In facing our deepest fears, we find our true strength,” Guru Vasudeva spoke, guiding…
