Saturday, 20 September 2025

"Hope" in Story and Song.

 



The Lantern on the Hill

In a quiet village nestled between mountains, an old man named Arun climbed the same hill every evening at sunset carrying a small lantern. The villagers often teased him. “Why do you waste your time, old man? No one goes up that hill at night.”

Arun would just smile and keep climbing.

One winter night, a fierce storm rolled in. The path from the next village was washed out, and a group of travellers lost their way. In the darkness, they spotted a faint glow on the hill. Drawn to the light, they followed it safely into the village.

When they reached the top, they found Arun standing there with his lantern. “I light it every evening,” he said, “because I don’t know who might need to see it.”

The villagers never mocked him again. Many of them even began to carry lanterns of their own, lining the hill with little flames. From then on, the hill became known as The Path of Hope.

Message:
Sometimes our small, consistent acts — even when no one notices — can become the very thing someone else needs to find their way.

 


 

 The Broken Violin

A street musician found an old, cracked violin in a rubbish bin. Everyone told him it was worthless. Instead of throwing it out, he patched it gently and played it every evening. The sound was rough at first but became more and more beautiful. Passers-by stopped, listened, and began to drop coins, enough to rent a tiny apartment. Years later, a little girl approached him and said, “I started learning music because of your violin.”
Message: Even broken things — and broken people — can produce beauty if handled with care.

 

 



I Hope you Dance

This song Encourages taking chances, remaining hopeful,                                                                         believing that doors will open when others close.

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance (dance)
I hope you dance (dance)

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'

Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance (time is a wheel in constant motion)
I hope you dance (always rolling us along)
I hope you dance (tell me who wants to look back on their years)
I hope you dance (and wonder where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance, I hope you dance (dance)
I hope you dance (time is a wheel in constant motion)
I hope you dance (always rolling us along)
I hope you dance (tell me who wants to look back on their years)
I hope you dance (and wonder where those years have gone)

Tell me who wants to look back on their years (dance)
And wonder where those years have gone (dance)

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F44nrK0MxEQ




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"Hope" in Story and Song.

  The Lantern on the Hill In a quiet village nestled between mountains, an old man named Arun climbed the same hill every evening at sunset ...