I would like to start my blogging with this amazing story taken from Shashi Tharoor's book, "Bookless in Baghdad", which is a collection of his thoughts and speeches.
A Sage asks his disciples, "When does the night end?"
And the disciples say, 'At dawn, of course.'
Sage: 'I know that. But when does the night end and the dawn begin?'
First Disciple who is from the tropical south, replies, 'When the first glimmer of light across the sky reveals the palm fronds on the coconut trees swaying in the breeze, that is when the night ends and the dawn begins.'
Sage: No.
Second Disciple, who is from the cold north, ventures, 'When the first streaks of sunshine make the snow and ice gleam white on the mountaintops, that is when the night ends and the dawn begins.'
Sage: No, my sons. When two travellers from opposite ends of our lands meet and embrace each other as brothers, and when they realize they sleep under the same sky, see the same stars and dream the same dreams ---- that is when the night ends and the dawn begins.'
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Thanks for writing this.
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