IS THERE SOMETHING CALLED LUCK? A REFLECTION…

I want to initiate the discourse on the next topic by discussing a certain incident that has left an everlasting impact on my life.

To avoid traffic, I once opted for a shorter way. En route, I witnessed a very common scenario in Indian society. I saw an alcoholic father physically abusing his young son. The little child was quivering in fear and pain; his mother watched helplessly as the man viciously attacked him. The boy’s soul was broken and irreparable damage was inflicted on his mind, b...