‘Do you know the story of the Three Magi and the Star?’ asked the 10 year old. ‘What about a story about Dhruva Nakshtra?’ replied the grandmother.
They listened in rapture about the child prince, scorned by his step mother, fighting for his father’s affection who sought and was blessed by(the Hindu God) Vishnu, rewarded by the Rishis (holy men) for his devotion, steadfastness and perseverance to be the Pole Star…
She tracked the skies, as in past years…in an ever changing world; he became her symbol of permanency, like the love of family and friends, the happy memories rekindled.
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