"Focus on the your labour, not on the fruits of that labour" You told Arjuna before You guided him to victory. He was a scared, unsure man, and you lead him on the path to righteousness, victory and glory.

But what of me? I see no path in front of me. I stand here directionless, purposeless and uncertain of my future. Leading warriors to battles, leading revolutions or even holding down a humble job to provide for my family is not my fate. I am not even the tiny droplet that falls from the sky to quench the thirst of the parched earth. I am just a person who follows the sun, morning to night and night to morning. I end my day exactly where I began it. Did you forget me o Krishna? Does the page for my karma lie blank in your book? Was I sent to this life only to enjoy the fruits of other's karma? Always the receiver, never the giver? Is this my fate – to gradually fade into nothingness?

He smiled, he let me finish my lamentation without interruption. He waited as tears rolled down my face. He calmly watched as I climbed out of the pit of misery I had dug for myself. Finally, he said, "A hunter with a quiver filled with arrows and a farmer with a plough and fertile land shall remain hungry till they use their tools. The hunter needs to search and hunt his prey and the farmer needs to till his land. Look around you, the talents, the skills, the resources you have, they ask you the same question you ask me. What is their purpose? Their path? Their destiny? Like you, they receive no reply. You are not purposeless. You have a path ahead, a direction, a destiny. You can't see it because you haven't paved it yet. You can be something, anything or nothing – this is your battleground. I sit here patiently holding the reigns of your chariot. I can drive in any direction you desire, but I can't fight this battle for you.