In days of old when leaders were bold,

And legends carved in stone,

There lived a truth, both wise and cold,

For all to call their own.

‘Tis better far, the sages say,

To ride with those who dare,

To shift the winds and pave the way,

Than yield to every air.

In castle high and village low,

This lesson took its root,

Wherever daring hearts did go,

In quest of life’s pursuit.

Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj, the great,

A leader brave and wise,

Could steer the storm and shape the fate,

And see through all disguise.

With him, the bravest sought to ride,

Through tempest, rain, and gale,

For he would turn the shifting tide,

And fill the hearts with tale.

Yet many more would choose the path,

Of ease and comfort’s kin,

To float along the aftermath,

Wherever winds had been.

For winds may change and twist the fates,

And fortune favors bold,

Who harness might and face the gates,

Of legends yet untold.

So heed the call, ye valiant souls,

And seek the path untried,

Where those who alter winds and shoals,

With steadfast hearts abide.

‘Tis better far to keep their side,

Where dreams and deeds align,

Than with the passive to reside,

And mark the sands of time.

For history remembers well,

The changers of the wind,

Their stories in the ages tell,

Where true resolve begins.

So ride with those who steer the course,

And shape the tempest’s call,

For in their wake, you’ll find the source,

Of honor’s hallowed hall.

———-Maheverse