The Sanyasi 

The snow falls—pure moisture condensed into pristine whiteness. It clings to the mountains, waiting patiently for its time to melt. When the sun’s warmth embraces it, the snow transforms into water and begins its journey. 

Its path is full of obstacles—trees block its way, rocks stand as barriers, and steep drops threaten to overwhelm it. But the water perseveres, navigating these challenges and gathering wisdom along the way. 

At the foothills, it flows with purpose. It knows its destination and refuses to be deterred by the rough terrain. It carves its own path, leaving behind the knowledge and experiences it has gathered gifts for others to benefit from. 

The water passes through forests, reminding it of the primal instincts within. It flows through villages, towns, and cities, unaffected by the distractions. Although the world tries to taint it, the water cleanses itself and continues its journey. 

Along the way, it nourishes the land, washes away sins, and brings prosperity. Finally, it reaches the ocean—a reflection of itself—and merges with it in perfect harmony. 

In its union with the ocean, the water chants the ultimate mantra: aum. 

Our lives, too, should follow this path—flowing with purpose, overcoming obstacles, sharing wisdom, and ultimately merging with the infinite. 

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