PANKAJ

 Lord Ram almost knew, Dasrath may not survive his departure to exile  yet he left  Laxmana, he had to give capital punishment when the time came  Sita, he had to forbade when the fateful moment came  Lord Krishna, how so every much me favored or made pandavas win  Had to see its own clan coming to an end just be killing each other  Nothing comes free  No one escapes the rules

 Its stupid human who says  "Done and dusted"  Life - will "dust" you  unless its "done"

No, not every pain, Not every sprain, Not every strain, Needs your brain Nor a heavy philosophy, Like no pain, no gain , Nor every thought Needs its own train The laws of checks and balances Apply to all the same Spirituality is no exception, Beyond a point, all in vain Karma, Soul, Journey — Big words we entertain, Beyond a point, it's just intellectual intoxication, A dangerous intellectual terrain Beware, and find that line, Beyond which thought turns insane What must be left alone Needs no peeping in to explain Life is a journey of phases, So is the soul's, through multiple lives At the end, integrity and purity Are what truly remain All else, however grand it sounds, May ultimately go in vain A child may be dearer to God Than the aged or learned sage For knowledge alone cannot contain The purity that innocence can sustain

Weaknesses to overcome, Distractions to evade, Some privileges, some liberties, Some trade-offs to trade. Only after due course Of trials and tribulations Are the finest sculptors made. Men are born, Gentlemen are crafted, But only through blows unnumbered, By hammer, chisel and shovel, Are legends made!