In a small village lived a young man named Gurvit. Gurvit was hardworking, intelligent, and full of dreams, but constant failures had shattered his spirits. One defeat, then another, then a third—with each failure, he lost a little of his inner hope. Now, there was fatigue in his eyes and despair on his face.
One day, he was sitting under an old peepal tree outside the village, shedding tears. Just then, an elderly gardener—Dada Harinath—arrived. He tended the temple garden and was known for bringing smiles to everyone's sorrow.
He asked Gurvit,"Son, what's the matter? Why are you crying?"
Gurvit said, "Grandpa, all my dreams have been shattered. I work hard every time, but nothing yields results. Now everything seems meaningless."
Smiling, Grandfather pointed to a nearby dry vine and said,"Look at this, son. This vine dries up every winter. People say it's dead now. But as soon as spring arrives, this same vine grows green again. Remember,life doesn't die just because some dreams die."
Gurvit remained silent, but his mind was already agitated.
Grandfather said,"Come with me to the garden."
They both reached the garden. Some plants had withered from the cold, but new shoots were peeking out from beneath. Grandfather said,
"Look, son, no matter how dry it may appear from the outside, life always lives on inside. What breaks is preparing to be made new."
Gurvit smiled softly.
Then Grandfather said,“I remember, when I was young, I lost everything three times—home, farm, family. But I didn't give up. I picked up the soil again, sowed the seeds, and today this entire garden is the result of that persistence. If I had given up, these flowers would never have bloomed.”
Gurvit asked,“But how can there be light when darkness falls?”
Grandfather lit a lamp and said,“The light of a lamp is visible only when it's dark. Difficulties are not enemies, but a test of your courage. *A courtyard doesn't die just because a few lamps are extinguished.*”
Gurvit smiled genuinely for the first time. The flame of life was rekindled in his heart.
The aarti bells in the temple began to ring. With that sacred sound, Gurvit cast off all the negativity within him. He resolved—now he would start anew.
Days, months, years passed. Gurvit continued to work hard and eventually opened a small school in his village. His goal was to ensure that no other young man gives up on his own failures.
He often told the children,"Dreams are shattered to make way for new dreams. Falling isn't bad, but failing to get up after falling is. Remember—'Life will smile again.'"
Now, whenever anyone in the village feels discouraged, they remember just these two words—"Life will smile again."
Moral : - Defeat, sorrow, and loss are all part of life. But behind every end lies a new beginning. As long as there is breath, there is hope—and as long as there is hope, life will smile again.
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