Why The’s Choice Still Matters
A moment of clarity in the epic of life and dharma.
The first time I saw Lord Krishna, he wasn’t glowing.
He looked like any other warrior—calm eyes, bare feet, a soft smile. But everyone around him treated him like a king and a teacher combined.
I was a simple archer in the Pandava army. No name worth remembering. My job was to keep arrows dry and sharpened. Still, I was close enough to watch. Listen.
This all happened just before the battle of Kurukshetra—a war between two sets of royal cousins: the Pandavas and the Kauravas. The Pandavas were fighting for their rightful kingdom. The Kauravas refused to share. Everyone knew the war would change everything.
Arjuna, the mightiest Pandava warrior, stood at the center of it all. He was more than a prince. He was a legend. Strong, righteous, and undefeated. But that morning, on the first day of battle, everything cracked.
He rode into the middle of the battlefield with Lord Krishna as his charioteer. Yes, the same Krishna—believed by many to be an avatar of Lord Vishnu, the Preserver of the universe. Why Krishna chose to guide Arjuna instead of fight was something no one fully understood. Until that day.
I was nearby when Arjuna asked Krishna to drive the chariot between the two armies. He wanted to see who stood on both sides. When Krishna did so, Arjuna saw his own family—teachers, cousins, uncles, friends. All ready to kill or be killed.
And then—Arjuna dropped his bow.
“I cannot fight,” he said. His voice was loud. It echoed across the field. “They are my kin. What good is a kingdom soaked in blood?”
There was silence.
That's when Krishna spoke—not as a friend, but as wisdom itself.
“You grieve for those who need not be grieved for,” he told Arjuna. “Your duty is your dharma. You are a warrior. To stand against injustice is not cruelty—it is truth.”
He told Arjuna about the soul—how it does not die with the body. About karma, the law of action. And about Bhakti, devotion to the Divine as a path beyond fear.
Then came the moment no one forgets.
Arjuna asked Krishna, “Who are you truly?”
And the battlefield stood still.
In response, Krishna revealed his Vishvarupa—his cosmic form.
I couldn’t see it fully. Most of us just dropped to our knees or covered our eyes. But even a glimpse was enough.
There was no face, but a thousand faces. No body, but a universe of stars. Arms like rivers, eyes like suns, voices from every creature, every god, every silence. The past, future, and now—together.
Even Arjuna, the fearless archer, trembled.
“I see no beginning, middle, or end in You,” he said.
What stunned me wasn’t just the vision—it was the choice that followed it.
After seeing all that glory, you’d expect Arjuna to fall apart or run. But instead, he bowed his head and picked up his bow.
“My doubts have vanished,” he said. “I will do what You ask. I will fight.”
He chose Dharma. Not because he liked battle, but because he understood its place in the great order. Because Truth stood beside him—in human form.
That moment changed everything for me.
I had been born into doubt. Into fear. I used to think religion was for people in temples, and war was for men with swords. I was just trying to survive. But that day, watching Arjuna choose truth over comfort, dharma over his own sorrow—I felt something shift.
I realized Ganesha isn’t just the remover of obstacles; He is the one who helps you face them in the first place. I understood that Lord Vishnu preserves not just the world—but the sacred path inside us when we’re lost.
That was years ago.
The war ended. The kingdoms changed. Time did its endless turning.
Now I’m an old man by a river. Kids ask me why the battle mattered.
“Because it wasn’t just a war,” I say. “It was a question. And a choice.”
Arjuna made his.
So must we.
Even today, Krishna still speaks. If you’re quiet enough, you’ll hear it.
And like Arjuna, once you see even a glimpse of Truth—
You’ll never be the same.
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Keywords: Krishna, Mahabharata, Ganesha, truth, Bhakti, Vishnu
Themes: faith, dharma, transformation
Word Count: 598
Category: Historical Context Story
Narrator Role: Fictional Pandava warrior
Spiritual Focus: Revelation of Vishvarupa (Bhagavad Gita, Mahabharata)
Target Audience: Jewish, Christian, and spiritual seekers, as well as Hindu readers seeking deeper connection to tradition
Why The’s Choice Still Matters
A moment of clarity in the epic of life and dharma.
The first time I saw Lord Krishna, he wasn’t glowing.
He looked like any other warrior—calm eyes, bare feet, a soft smile. But everyone around him treated him like a king and a teacher combined.
I was a simple archer in the Pandava army. No name worth remembering. My job was to keep arrows dry and sharpened. Still, I was close enough to watch. Listen.
This all happened just before the battle of Kurukshetra—a war between two sets of royal cousins: the Pandavas and the Kauravas. The Pandavas were fighting for their rightful kingdom. The Kauravas refused to share. Everyone knew the war would change everything.
Arjuna, the mightiest Pandava warrior, stood at the center of it all. He was more than a prince. He was a legend. Strong, righteous, and undefeated. But that morning, on the first day of battle, everything cracked.
He rode into the middle of the battlefield with Lord Krishna as his charioteer. Yes, the same Krishna—believed by many to be an avatar of Lord Vishnu, the Preserver of the universe. Why Krishna chose to guide Arjuna instead of fight was something no one fully understood. Until that day.
I was nearby when Arjuna asked Krishna to drive the chariot between the two armies. He wanted to see who stood on both sides. When Krishna did so, Arjuna saw his own family—teachers, cousins, uncles, friends. All ready to kill or be killed.
And then—Arjuna dropped his bow.
“I cannot fight,” he said. His voice was loud. It echoed across the field. “They are my kin. What good is a kingdom soaked in blood?”
There was silence.
That's when Krishna spoke—not as a friend, but as wisdom itself.
“You grieve for those who need not be grieved for,” he told Arjuna. “Your duty is your dharma. You are a warrior. To stand against injustice is not cruelty—it is truth.”
He told Arjuna about the soul—how it does not die with the body. About karma, the law of action. And about Bhakti, devotion to the Divine as a path beyond fear.
Then came the moment no one forgets.
Arjuna asked Krishna, “Who are you truly?”
And the battlefield stood still.
In response, Krishna revealed his Vishvarupa—his cosmic form.
I couldn’t see it fully. Most of us just dropped to our knees or covered our eyes. But even a glimpse was enough.
There was no face, but a thousand faces. No body, but a universe of stars. Arms like rivers, eyes like suns, voices from every creature, every god, every silence. The past, future, and now—together.
Even Arjuna, the fearless archer, trembled.
“I see no beginning, middle, or end in You,” he said.
What stunned me wasn’t just the vision—it was the choice that followed it.
After seeing all that glory, you’d expect Arjuna to fall apart or run. But instead, he bowed his head and picked up his bow.
“My doubts have vanished,” he said. “I will do what You ask. I will fight.”
He chose Dharma. Not because he liked battle, but because he understood its place in the great order. Because Truth stood beside him—in human form.
That moment changed everything for me.
I had been born into doubt. Into fear. I used to think religion was for people in temples, and war was for men with swords. I was just trying to survive. But that day, watching Arjuna choose truth over comfort, dharma over his own sorrow—I felt something shift.
I realized Ganesha isn’t just the remover of obstacles; He is the one who helps you face them in the first place. I understood that Lord Vishnu preserves not just the world—but the sacred path inside us when we’re lost.
That was years ago.
The war ended. The kingdoms changed. Time did its endless turning.
Now I’m an old man by a river. Kids ask me why the battle mattered.
“Because it wasn’t just a war,” I say. “It was a question. And a choice.”
Arjuna made his.
So must we.
Even today, Krishna still speaks. If you’re quiet enough, you’ll hear it.
And like Arjuna, once you see even a glimpse of Truth—
You’ll never be the same.
---
Keywords: Krishna, Mahabharata, Ganesha, truth, Bhakti, Vishnu
Themes: faith, dharma, transformation
Word Count: 598
Category: Historical Context Story
Narrator Role: Fictional Pandava warrior
Spiritual Focus: Revelation of Vishvarupa (Bhagavad Gita, Mahabharata)
Target Audience: Jewish, Christian, and spiritual seekers, as well as Hindu readers seeking deeper connection to tradition
