In some distant village, a baby cried, announcing its arrival. Life had begun again.
But deep within that infant's heart rested a spark—an unexplainable yearning, a hidden memory of light.
The cycle of birth and death would continue until, one day, that spark grew into flame. One day, Arun—or the soul that once bore that name—would realize the truth fully:
"I am not body, nor mind, nor desire. I am Atman, one with Brahman. I am eternal, free, infinite."
And with that realization, the wheel of samsara would stop.
Until then, the journey continued.