Long, long ago… or maybe just before today,
a tiny jeevatma (soul) stood in a cosmic queue.
Around it were fish stretching their fins, birds practicing flight, ants complaining about workload, and a very proud peacock fixing his feathers. 🦚
Everyone was waiting for the same thing—
👉 Janam ka number
A divine voice echoed:
"After wandering through 84 lakh yoni, one soul will be born today as a Manas (human)."
The soul gulped.
"Human? With EMIs, emotions, and expectations?" 😳
But before it could protest—FLASH! ✨
Birth of Manas
Manas was born crying, not because of pain…
but because somewhere deep inside, the soul remembered:
"This life is special. Don't waste it."
As Manas grew, he met Sheela—
sometimes as a mother, sometimes as a teacher, sometimes as a friend.
Sheela wasn't just a person.
She was life itself, guiding, testing, teasing.
Whenever Manas chased only ramani ch (temporary pleasures)—
food, fame, likes, luxury—
Sheela smiled and softly reminded him:
"Bhagavad Gita kehti hai—
'Tusyanti ch ramani ch'
Par jo sukh sirf indriyon se aaye,
woh tikta nahi."
Still, Manas laughed:
"Arre Sheela, ek life hai—enjoy toh banta hai!" 😄
But life replied back with small shocks:
Joy that faded too fast
Happiness that needed upgrades
Smiles that didn't last overnight
Slowly, Manas began to feel something new—
a hunger not of the body, but of meaning.
That night, under the stars, Manas whispered:
"If I've finally received human birth after 84 lakh yoni…
then maybe this life isn't for escaping…
maybe it's for understanding."
Sheela heard him.
The journey had begun. 🌌
Chapter 1 Moral 🌼
✨ Human birth is rare. Pleasure satisfies the senses, but wisdom satisfies the soul.
✨ Life guided by Bhagavad Gita turns enjoyment into enlightenment.
👉 A funny battle between mind and intellect
continue chapter 2😌📖