Life is delightful but only to those who know how to savour it.
Life is beautiful but only to those who understand the true meaning of beauty.
Life is a textbook but only to those who grasp the three hidden syllables within the word “Kalvi” (Education): kal (stone), kavi (poetry), and vil (bow).
Without realising it, we live our lives unaware of the countless things we do not know, the innumerable truths that surround us.
Those who understand that life is a journey turn every stone on their path into a stepping stone.
Those who realise that obstacles are not meant to stop them but to push them forward are the ones who progress.
Only those who understand the purpose of their life at a very young age achieve great things within a short span and leave the world.
For many others, by the time they realise that life has a purpose, most of their life has already passed.
Time will not pause or wait for us.
But our feelings, our actions, and our efforts can make time meaningful.
Those who value time conquer life; those who waste time are defeated by life.
We spend our days arguing whether God exists or not, or whether there is a divine force beyond religions.
The immeasurable power buried within us is that very divine force.
We fail to understand that this power blossoms only through the growth of our humanity.
The answers man seeks are not outside.
They lie deep within him.
Only those who touch that depth find true peace and bliss.
Self-reflection begins with the question: Do we live what we write?
One who writes poetry is not a true poet.
One who lives poetically is the true poet, said the great Bharathiyar.
One who merely performs service is not a servant of the people; one who lives as a servant is the true leader as demonstrated by Karmaveerar Kamarajar.
Victory is not in winning within our dreams, but in making dreams that uplift humanity come true as proved by Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam.
I was simply living born somehow, grew up somehow, lived somehow.
Then I began to enjoy writing, and so I wrote something.
The most energetic part of my life rushed past and disappeared.
Only after entering the twilight of old age did I begin to understand why one should write and what one should write.
Only when I realised that I sow and reap my own life did I think, “Ah… perhaps I should have sown better seeds.”
When I accept that I must reap what I have already sown, my heart feels a little lighter.
When I understood the true meaning of Kannadasan’s words “Youth, learn from me. Time is precious. Do not waste it” I had already reached the age of 69.
My dear younger generation!
Write abundantly not necessarily on paper.
Write in the book of life by living as exemplary human beings.
When the soil is fertile, when the time and season are right, sow good seeds.
May future generations harvest a life filled with love and wisdom.
You can do it.
With love,
Sakthi Sakthithasan
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