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A Letter to Our Leaders: On Dharma, Power, and Responsibility



Dear Leaders,

On the day of Ugadi — a festival that is known by different names in different parts of our country, I wanted to wish all our leaders with a different kind of message.

Some time back, I was reading Chapter 16 of the Bhagavad Gita, where Lord Krishna explains something very deep and important. He says that in this world, there are two kinds of human nature, the divine and the demoniac.

People with divine nature show qualities like honesty, humility, non-violence, compassion, calmness, and care for others. They don’t run after power or praise. They work for the well-being of all. On the other hand, people with demoniac nature are filled with pride, anger, lies, hatred, and ego. They want control, they enjoy spreading fear, and they divide people. They don’t understand what is right and what is wrong. They only think of their own gain.

This is not just a spiritual message. It is also a mirror for those who hold power, and for all of us who follow leaders blindly-especially our political leaders. The real question is: which side are you on?

In the last few years, we have seen many sad moments where people who disagreed were treated like criminals. Instead of inviting them for a discussion, many leaders, from different parties, chose to attack or ignore them.

When students from places like JNU and Jamia raised their voices, they were called names and shown as enemies. When journalists like Gauri Lankesh were killed, some people not only stayed silent, but even celebrated online. When farmers sat on the roads in the freezing cold for more than a year, they were blamed, insulted, and misunderstood. When activists and thinkers, some of them old and sick, spoke for justice, they were jailed under strict laws without proper trials. From sportspersons to comedians to factory workers, so many people have suffered just for having a different opinion.

This is not about one party or one government. Almost every party, whether in power at the centre or in the states, has misused its power at some point. And today, the common citizen looks at all this and wonders ,where is the respect for truth, peace, and democracy?

Lord Krishna says that those with a demoniac nature create confusion in society. They twist words, break trust, and damage the values that keep people united. If politics becomes a place filled with hate and ego, instead of service and humility, then we are moving away from Dharma.

So, this letter is just a simple and honest request, please reflect. When you look at your actions, and the actions of your party, do you see divine qualities or demoniac ones?

Elections will come and go, promises will be made again, but people are not just listening to speeches anymore. They are looking for truth, compassion, and real leadership. Not

someone who divides, but someone who heals. Not someone who threatens, but someone who listens.

Democracy is not just about winning power. It is about serving people with the right intention. The Gita gives us a timeless message, choose the path of Dharma, not darkness.

Sincerely,

A citizen still holding on to hope.

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