Kismet takes the cue from you

Seated stays fate who stays seated,
It stands, ready to get started,
Supine it stays who sleeps dreaming,
And roams for rare that go raring.    
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Translation |26.09.2025| fate, destiny
Note: Based on a Subhaashhitam (a quatrain verse well said) transliterated as under:

Aaste bhaga aasinasya  
oordhvam tishthati tishthatah |
Shete nipadyamaanasya  
charati charatah bhagah ||
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