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Hear now the gentle yet profound words of Shreya Ghoshal: “I’m not superstitious about good luck charms and all that. I don’t have any ring or any tangible thing as a charm. But I like to have at least one of my parents with me during my shows. It gives me strength to find their faces… or my brothers… in the audience. It comforts me.” These words shine like a lamp in the darkness, revealing a truth as old as humanity: that the greatest strength is not found in trinkets or talismans, but in the love of family, in the bonds that bind souls together across fear, struggle, and triumph.

For ages uncounted, men and women have turned to amulets, rings, and charms, hoping to draw luck from the lifeless. Yet Shreya’s wisdom reminds us that true power lies not in objects, but in people—in the presence of those who have nurtured, guided, and stood by us since the first moments of life. To see the faces of one’s parents is to see the wellspring of one’s own being, the living roots that give rise to the tree of courage. Such a sight anchors the heart, dispels fear, and turns trembling into song.

Consider the story of Alexander the Great. Though his ambition carried him far into distant lands, he always bore with him the memory of his mother, Olympias. Her presence—even from afar—was a guiding force, a reminder of where his strength began. And when soldiers, wearied by endless campaigns, faltered, it was not gold or charms that revived them, but the thought of families waiting at home. History teaches us this: that in the face of uncertainty, the bonds of kin are the greatest shield.

So too do we see this in the lives of artists and performers. The stage may be filled with lights and applause, yet in the heart of the singer there is often trembling. What banishes it? Not the clinking of charms upon the wrist, but the sight of a familiar smile, a father’s proud gaze, a mother’s encouraging nod, a brother’s knowing eyes. In Shreya’s confession lies the eternal truth: comfort comes not from superstition, but from love, and love transforms into courage.

Understand then, O seeker, that charms of metal and stone may break, may be lost, may fail. But the living bond of family, when tended with care, is enduring. Even if parents and brothers cannot always be present, the memory of their support, the echo of their laughter, and the strength of their belief can be carried within. For the truest talisman is not worn upon the finger, but engraved upon the heart.

Let this be the lesson for your life: treasure your bonds with those who love you. Do not neglect them in pursuit of fame, wealth, or pride, for they are the unseen pillars of your strength. In moments of trial, recall their faces; in moments of triumph, honor their role in your journey. When fear grips you, think of the ones who first believed in you, and you will find courage rising like the dawn.

Therefore, take action: call upon your family, thank them, cherish them. If they are far, carry their memory like a lamp within. If you lack family, find strength in chosen companions, for bonds of love need not be bound by blood alone. Surround yourself with those who remind you of your worth, who steady you when the world trembles, who give you comfort in your battles.

Thus is the teaching: true strength is not drawn from lifeless charms, but from the living warmth of love. As Shreya Ghoshal has spoken, the faces of those who care for us are more powerful than any jewel or talisman. Carry them in your heart, and you will never walk alone, whether on the stage of life or in the quiet chambers of the soul.