In an ancient land where the mountains touched the sky, there was a village at the base of a great peak known as Parvata. The villagers revered the mountain, believing it to be the guardian of their land, a symbol of strength and stability. For generations, they had drawn courage from Parvata’s towering presence, knowing that no storm or hardship could shake its mighty foundation."
One day, a young boy named Rohan decided to climb Parvata. He was determined to reach its peak, believing that from the top, he could see the entire world and finally understand his place in it. He set off with excitement, but as he climbed higher, the path became steeper, the air thinner, and his strength began to wane.
After hours of climbing, Rohan stopped, exhausted and frustrated. He looked up at the peak, still far in the distance, and wondered if he would ever reach it. As he sat down to catch his breath, an old shepherd appeared on the path, guiding his flock down the mountain.
“Why do you look so troubled, young one?” the shepherd asked.
“I’m trying to reach the peak,” Rohan replied, “but it feels impossible. The higher I climb, the harder it gets.”
The shepherd smiled and gestured to the mountain.
“Parvata has stood here for thousands of years,” he said. “It does not rush to reach the sky. It does not strain against the wind or the storm. It simply stands, grounded and unmovable, knowing that its strength comes from its roots deep in the earth. The higher you climb, the more you must be like Parvata—strong, steady, and patient. The peak is not where the strength of the mountain lies; it’s in the foundation.”
Rohan listened closely, understanding that the journey to the top wasn’t just about reaching the peak—it was about becoming like the mountain itself. Grounded, unshaken by the challenges, and patient in the climb.
He stood, feeling a newfound strength rise within him, not from the desire to reach the top, but from knowing that each step, each challenge, was part of the mountain’s steady ascent.
