Kriti was known for her wisdom in her small town near Pune. She was young but carried a sense of awareness that set her apart. While her friends immersed themselves in daily soap operas filled with melodrama or endless social media debates, Kriti chose her entertainment carefully.
One evening, her friend Anjali rushed to her, fuming with anger. “Did you see the latest viral video? That politician insulted our entire community! We should protest!”
Kriti calmly smiled, “Did you verify if it’s true?”
Anjali frowned, “It’s all-over social media. That’s proof enough!”
Instead of reacting, Kriti took out her phone and searched for the full speech. The clip had been edited to provoke anger. The actual speech was about unity, not division.
Anjali’s anger melted into embarrassment. “I wasted my entire day arguing over this. I even blocked two friends.”
Kriti placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “That’s why we must practice detachment from negative content. Not all entertainment is harmless. Some fuel anger, fear, and hate.”
Another time, Kriti’s younger brother Rahul became obsessed with a crime show. Every evening, he watched grisly stories of betrayal and violence. Soon, he started believing that no one could be trusted.
One night, their mother returned home late. Rahul panicked, suspecting the worst. “What if something bad happened?” he blurted, eyes wide with fear.
Kriti sat beside him. “Why do you think that way?”
“The world is dangerous,” he muttered. “Everyone has hidden motives.”
She gently switched off the TV. “This show is feeding you fear. Not everyone is cruel. Look at Baba, always helping neighbours. Look at Aai, trusting the milkman to deliver without fail. The world has goodness too.”
Rahul hesitated but nodded. From that day, he balanced his watching habits with uplifting documentaries and inspiring real-life stories.
Kriti didn’t avoid entertainment; she simply chose it wisely. She enjoyed classical dance programs, read novels that expanded her thinking, and watched movies that left her feeling hopeful rather than drained.
One evening, as the sky turned golden, her friends gathered at the local chai shop. “You never get into online fights, you don’t binge-watch toxic dramas, and you never fall for fake news. How do you do it?” asked Ramesh, sipping his chai.
Kriti smiled. “It’s simple. I ask myself—does this content bring peace or poison to my mind? I choose accordingly.”
Her words sank deep, and one by one, her friends started being mindful too. Slowly, their conversations shifted from gossip and outrage to ideas and inspiration.
In a world drowning in distractions, Kriti remained a lighthouse of clarity. And through her example, others learned that the key to a peaceful mind was not just detachment, but conscious choice.