The wind rustled gently through the sacred plains of Kurukshetra as Manas, a fifteen-year-old boy with curious eyes and a quiet fire in his heart, stepped onto the land that had once hosted the greatest war in Indian history. This wasn’t an ordinary visit—it was an expedition. Not of geography, but of consciousness. Not to witness ruins, but to uncover the eternal truths encoded in the Bhagavad Gita, the divine dialogue that unfolded amidst the clash of duty and despair.Manas had always been different. While other boys of his age chased dreams shaped by the world outside, Manas was drawn