Hawas

Here is a natural English translation of your passage:"Yes, chess is my favorite game.""You do know the status of the pieces involved in it, don't you? Some are pawns, some are bishops, some are queens. The bishop thinks it's more powerful than a pawn. The knight believes there's no one quite like it. But the queen is the most powerful piece, isn't she?""Yes, absolutely...""But have you ever thought about what worth any of them have in front of the player? The player uses each piece according to its capabilities. Pieces are sacrificed. Pieces attack and destroy one another. And who ultimately wins? The player!""Yes, that's true, sir," Azra said, taking a sip of her coffee. "But why are you telling me all this?""Because you're new here. You don't know it yet, but all of us in this game are nothing more than pieces... pieces on the board!" Sandeep said as he picked up his coffee cup.Azra stared at him in bewilderment. She had never heard anyone put it this way before, yet it rang true. It felt as though she had just discovered a new truth. For a moment, she felt as if an invisible curtain had been lifted from before her eyes. The positions, relationships, and powers she had always viewed separately now seemed like pieces arranged on a vast chessboard. And somewhere behind them all sat a player, moving the pieces at will, while the victory belonged to him alone.