“This is the place where the legendary Bhim hit the mountain with his mace”, our guide tells us. We are at Harihareshwar. He is talking of Bhim, of the Pandava fame, as though he lives in the same building as him. And as he hurries us past what seems to be a perfect ‘V’ in the mountain, he adds, “this was the mountain’s weakest point”. It is picturesque, greeting me with a fresh gust from the Arabian Sea.

I conceal a half smile and nod in seriousness.

Coming to think of it, the weakest link breaking an otherwise strong chain is the stuff our cultures, our books on war, management and all else carry. It is almost a predictable curse that follows as through the ages.

As a new week arrives, do take a moment to pause and ponder. As you build the big mountain of dreams, what is your weak link?

I pondered for a bit and then went to my to do list! Tell me, what did you do? 🙂 (at Harihareshwar)