Acharya Prashant begins by advising not to blame the woman for the burdens in one's life. He states that if something has become a burden, one must examine the basis on which the relationship with it was formed. The window through which you allow things into your life is often wrong. Life does not decide what it gives you; you are the one who decides. You have to open the window of your own house, and to do so, one must invoke the Goddess who resides in all beings in the form of power (Shakti). To illustrate his point, Acharya Prashant tells a story about a distant place called Amarpur, the immortal city, where no one ever faces trouble. Whenever a problem arises in any house, a youth appears. Instead of offering medical treatment, he performs special repairs on the house's windows and doors and leaves behind a small book. This has been happening for centuries. The speaker, narrating as a resident of Amarpur, becomes curious and finds this youth to ask about his secret. The youth explains that there is no difference between them and that the story he is about to tell is the resident's own story. The youth says he used to live in a house with two windows: one named 'Mrit' (Death) and the other 'Amrit' (Immortality). He had many desires, and to fulfill them, he would look at the world through these windows. Continuing the story, the youth explains that through the 'Amrit' window, the world appeared calm and plain, but through the 'Mrit' window, it was exciting and colorful. The moon's cool light became a rainbow, and peace turned into stimulating music and dance. This, he says, is like our ordinary, unconscious life, where we react to the world without understanding the origin of our desires or whether external objects can fulfill them. This is just a chemical excitement. When this becomes one's life, the mind becomes heavy with burdens. Things from the outside accumulate not as ornaments but as a disease or a wound. Acharya Prashant concludes that everything in the world can be poison if one does not know how to relate to it correctly; even nectar can become poison if consumed unconsciously. We all have these two windowsтАФ'Mrit' and 'Amrit'тАФin our being. Our fate is determined by which window we choose to look through. Looking through the 'Mrit' (inert) window means seeing the world as an object for reaction. In contrast, looking through the 'Amrit' (conscious) window reveals the Divine (Devi), the life-giver. The fault is not in the world but in the relationship we form with it, which depends entirely on our choice of perspective.
