Recently with the inaguration of Ram Mandir round the corner there is one fascinating story that came up. Apparently there is a sect of people who are descendants of the Indians who fought against the Mugal invasion that led to the demolition of Ram temple. They were so heart broken that they could not save the Ram temple, they took a vow never to wear turban (wearing turban is a symbol of prestidge to them). They were so ashamed of themselves and felt so sad that they could save the temple. Appaerntly the descendants of those Indians till this day do not wear turban. (Well of course a wide sect of people stopped wearing Turban for fashion but there also exists descendants of this group of people).
Imagine many hundred years ago a heart wrecking thing happens in your family and it is so heart wrecking for you that you pass it on and let it remain in your generation’s heart to restore the place of worship.
I started writing a review of the book Ganga and this story about the turban popped up in my head.The reason why I am bringin this up in the book review of Ganga is that, just like that many thousand years ago when for some reason the earth had gone dry. A king vowed to pray and bring rain/glacier to melt down to earth. He failed and his son failed, his grandson failed and his great grandson succeeded in bringing Ganga to earth.
If you are sceptical about prayers bringing river, consider it that for 4-5 generations they dug canals or routes for the river to flow.
At any rate what matters is the persistence and discipline that has transcended generations to come. WOW! and here we are in the age of technology where we just with one notification sound we loose focus and get distracted.
Let us remember the history of the ancestors, raise our focus and live our lives to the fullest.
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