Winning Essay Showcase (4)

 

We organized an Essay Writing Competition on the topic "Channeling my Inner Durga," and our winners have amazed us once again so today we are going to showcase their essays in front of you so that you can also witness the magic of their writing wrapped in devotion. 

3rd Place Winner - 

Akash Das 

Title - October - The Radiance of Mother's Embrace 

The radiance of October, The beginning of October, The month in which Mother Durga arrives, the month in which festivals reign.

In the winds, the fragrance of mother's veil flows, in whose color mother's garden dwells, In these winds, after the raindrops,

A zeal to do something different surges.

This zeal is not of one person, it is the zeal of moments with loved ones, in some moments of life, forgetting every desire and every disappointment,

Together we all worship the Mother.

Somewhere you will call it Navratri, somewhere the arrival of Mother Durga, do you know this heart of Mother? A mother is a mother.

Giving blessings in the realm of the heart, she gives an identity of a new fire, this sacred festival of the world, we all humans believe in it wholeheartedly.

This is not a festival of any caste or religion, It is a festival of dreams and loved ones, whatever be the color of life, in every color of the world, every day, call out as a new traveler of Mother.

"Come Mother Durga", because Mother's arrival is again and again, she is in every heart, in every door, October is not just a month, it is the expansion of Mother's embrace.

3rd Place Winner - 

Shikha Gupta 

"Let the beats awaken the 'Shakti 'within you, Maa Durga is not outside -She lives in you."

Maa Durga is a protective power and strength, the feminine energy without which nothing exists.

Every female, howsoever weak and fragile she may be. She would tolerate all sorts of nonsense and abusive behavior, but for her children she becomes an epitome of 'Shakti 'and ferociousness. All of a sudden power embraces her and she develops courage from nowhere to fight and stand for her children. She may suffer herself but becomes 'Durga 'and paves for them cool, comfortable and smooth pathways.

Always praying for her children, she winces in pain at the slight thought of her child 's agony.

As Maa Durga comes for her help when called ardently, so does a mother stand like a rock and mountain, fighting all odds and ends to cater for her children. "If God would have granted we mothers the right to write their future, no child would suffer any more."

"In her strength I rise."

"My Durga within me is awake, alive and undefeatable."