When I met power...
In my previous post, God of ecstasy, I discussed Dionysus and the theory of self-worth. Today's post is an extension of the same concept, however, it's about the occasion when I met power. Before sharing the conversation I had with power, let me just narrate folklore, not from Greek literature but, from Nepal's. Sharing with you 'Who is the most powerful in N.Sharma's words: '' Once upon a time, there was a powerful mouse king. Drunk with power, he gave himself the airs of a superhuman animal. He had a beautiful daughter. Many young aspirants, representing the mice tribes from all corners of the globe, came to his kingdom to seek his daughter's hand in marriage, but he refused to oblige any of them, for he had determined not to give his daughter away to anyone but the most powerful living being in the universe. He called a meeting of his courtiers to determine who would be the most fitting suitor for the mouse princess. The courtiers, after long delibe...