We enter this world with empty hands, and we will leave the same way. Everything we hold feels permanent, but time quietly reminds us otherwise.
People, moments, success, and pain are all borrowed, not owned. The tighter we grip them, the heavier our hearts become, and the more fear controls us.
When you accept that nothing is truly yours, freedom begins to grow inside you. You learn to love without possession, to live without constant fear, and to let go without breaking.
Samasta Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu
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