Shaurya paused. He realized that in his rush to become a "Diljale" (one whose heart is on fire), he had forgotten the very people he aimed to save. His anger had become a wall, not a bridge.
"To fight the injustice," Shaurya replied, his eyes fixed on the steel. "The world is full of people who take and never give. I will be the one who stops them." Shaurya paused
"Look deeper," the teacher urged. "Behind the anger. Do you see the people you want to protect? Or do you only see the fire?" "To fight the injustice," Shaurya replied, his eyes
One evening, he sat by a river, sharpening a blade. An old teacher, who had seen many fires burn out into ash, sat beside him. "What are you preparing for, Shaurya?" the teacher asked. "Behind the anger