Lack of path is, in reality, lack of action.

In the hearts of the helpless stand unbending as the flag of courage.

No matter how many deadly weapons come your way, stand on guard as a fierce and fervent soldier protecting the meek and the innocent.

The real festival is the moment when we wipe the tears off from the faces living in despair.

Once you start to strive for people's welfare, paying no heed to your own aching falls, the desolate faces of the forgotten alleys will start to glow with bliss.

Every time there is darkness most foul,I will burn to bring light, sight and might.Every time there is misery unbound,I will churn my soul to outpour delight.