"Dharma has a million definitions. Everyone has one of their own. I also have one of mine. The biggest war of the time being is fought to establish dharma. Dharma is being established also but at the cost of what? It is achieved at the mountain of dead bodies, non-recoverable destruction, a life full of pain, agony, and miseries. Does this in any way helpful for those who left after this? Does this even matter to those who lost someone dear to them?

Those who have nothing to do with them. They are innocent people just fulfilling their duties. For them, it held no meaning and don't have any value because it can't bring them peace. Dharma only has no meaning if it can't bring peace, safety can't fulfill their hunger. But nobody realizes and spoke this harsh truth.

After everything, everyone went through they forgot the most important essence of everything in the universe including Dharma and that essence is love and truth. Without them, there is neither peace nor dharma. Without love, there is not any existence and without truth, this existence doesn't have any meaning. This war failed to teach this soul lesson to anyone that dharma can never be achieved without pure love and truth. Love brings equality and truth keeps that intact. We believe it or not but somehow inequality is the root cause of adharma. Selfless love is the only essence of life that can even change evil and can bring the good out of anyone and truth gave them the right direction. It can make people do the unexpected and resulting in the change of destinies. The entire results depend on them. Truth and love this is my sole definition of dharma."

Shivang finishes his speech earning enormous applauds from the crowd present in front of him. There is a speech competition in his college on the topic of "dharma: according to you." He doesn't want to participate but Subhra his friend demands him to take part in this. Now at backstage, he was waiting for the announcement of the results.

A beautiful mountain is shown full of snow and lush greeneries. Everything about this mountain is divine. Even beauty seems more beautiful here grasses are more green, butterflies have brighter wings, birds sing more melodiously, spring brings more color to the gardens. The fragrance of sandalwood, Madar, Palash, and much more wildflowers are floating in the smooth cool breeze blowing lightly. Everything about the place made it more serene. Looks like the whole of nature is showering love and gratitude towards this place adding some of their every essence present in them.

A divine sage is drowned deep in meditation looking more than divine glowing radiant skin whiter than camphor, a smile radiating the warm glow of sun while his aura represents the calmness of the moon.

A few weird-looking people are doing their works. Some are picking dry leaves and flowers while some are collecting wood for the kitchen. Some are picking fruits and herbs to eat while some are picking fresh flowers for their mother's prayer. Everyone is teasing and pulling each other's legs while working resulting in disaster.

"What are you guys doing?" asked their chief glaring at them for creating this mess.

"You guys will never learn manners," he said frowning showing displeasure towards them.

"Mata has so many expectations from us but you guys are good for nothing. She will be so sad after looking at things like that. I will request her to give you guys punishment this time for your insensibilities " he said looking pointedly at them and feeling guilty for their actions.

Everyone is looking down feeling scared about their mother's reaction. Not that they are afraid of punishment but they love her so much that it would be painful for them to watch her disappointed.

A beautiful woman is watching them from far smiling at the childishness and innocence of her children. By watching her one can easily say that she is the creator of the word beautiful. She is the one who gave meaning to this word and beauty to this world.

Her honey brown silky hair below her waist is swaying slowly in the breeze giving a view of pious fire flames dancing rhythmically. Her golden-brown lotus eyes are like a deep ocean of burning flames that dares to turn the entire universe into ashes yet calm and serene full of love. Her smile is like the blossoming of millions of wildflowers showing her pearl white teeth twinkling like the night sky full of stars. Her pink lips can give complex to the world's most beautiful rose. Her toxic fragrance is invading capturing everything in its essence. Her complexion can add a glow to the full moon itself. "Son" she called in her sweeter than nectar voice sounding more melodious than tune played in heaven.