Sagara may refer to:
In Hindu mythology, Sagara (Sanskrit: सगर; IAST: Sagara) is a prominent king of the Suryavansha dynasty in Satya Yuga. He has two wives, one a princess of the Vidarbha, and the other from royal lineage of Sivi, and is an ancestor to Bhagiratha, Dasharatha and Rama.
In the Treta Yuga, Bahu, the King of Ayodhya, was defeated and driven out of his kingdom by the Haihayas, the Talajanghas, the Yavanas (Greeks), the Pahlavas (Iranians), Shakas (Scythians), Kambhojas and the Paradas, and he died of old age near the hermitage of Sage Aurva, grandson of Brahmarshi Bhrigu. Bahu's younger wife was pregnant with his child and his older wife, out of jealousy, fed her junior with poison before she immolated herself. The birth of the child was delayed by seven years, until Aurva used his ascetic powers and speeded the process. The queen eventually gave birth to a son who held poison in his hand, hence he was called Sagara (Sa=with, Gara=poison).
Aurva raised Sagara and trained him in the Vedas and in weapons. When he grew up, Sagara asked his mother about his origins. Upon hearing how his father perished in misery due to the Mlecchas, Sagara roared in rage.
The Sagara (or Sagala) are an ethnic and linguistic group based in Morogoro Region, southern Dodoma Region, and parts of Iringa Region in Tanzania. In 1987 the Sagara population was estimated to number 79,000 .
"What is it that you want?" I get that a lot in my
travels.
I look up at the sky, and the answer is, "Only my
heart."
The really important words aren't so easy to say.
The place that the light points to, I run towards it.
If it's really something you want so much that it makes
you cry inside.
Just keep at it and for sure you'll take it someday.
The white clouds float by, heading towards the horizon.
Because the future that's set for us is always close to
I may have cleared the first step, but that's not the
end of it.
There'll be endless more starting today, maybe even
some meet with tears.
If you get tired after working your hardest, you can do
something besides work hard.
The seemingly empty, sleepy night, will come to life.
If you really want to get there, giving up sometimes is
fine.
Even the tears that are welling up, you'll shake it
someday.
Because there are things we'll never give up, we can be
steadfast. Thank you my dream.
Somewhere along the infinity of time, we'll find
happiness.
If it's really something you want, so much that it
makes you cry inside.
Just keep at it and for sure you'll take it someday.
The white clouds float by, heading towards the horizon.
Because the future that's set for us is always close to