Friday, October 25, 2013

The Monk

“All what God made is good.” Said the Monk.

People say the Monk who entered the city two days back walked all the way from the Himalayas on bare foot and is over 100 years old.
Some say he is fake who only wants to make some money by fooling the unfortunates.

Currently sitting under the shades of the large Neem tree (Margosa Tree), he had already made some followers which majorly included senior people and spiritual housewives. He is wearing a white dhoti and sitting in the position of Padmasana. He exhibit himself physically strong though few wrinkles on his face also depicts his age which is not yet clear.


He is listening to the queries made by the disciple quietly and answers each of them with calmness and serenity.

“If all what God made is good, then why do people suffer from diseases?” asked an old man from the group.

“The illness you face is all created by humans. God said you need water, food and shelter but in greed, humans went beyond their needs to gratify himself. He discovered money, he discovered jobs for money, he discovered luxury. As a conclusion, what does he have? Is he satisfied? God gave man family for company. Does he have enough time for his relations?

The discoveries, the inventions are all unnecessary. He asked you to walk your way and he invented Bicycle, Scooters, Cars and more luxuries cars. What happened?
God asked him to plough fields to grow food for him and his family. What did he do? He sits and works for 9 to 10 hours a day somewhere away from his blood. Not just for the food he needs, something more, extra. He eats unwanted processed food which is not digested because he cannot move his body. He travels only in luxury. What happens? He becomes vulnerable. He loses immunity. He becomes sick and diseased. Is he satisfied yet? No.”

The disciples looks at each other in agreement. Few close their eyes in concentration. One of the old man simply cries.

The Monk asks the old man,” What happened dear child.”

“I had recently married. I had my old parents, one sister and now a wife to look after. I thought I would find a good job in the city and earn some money. Eventually I moved. My wife wanted to join me but we decided on first getting me everything settled in the town first then them call her up. I went away.” The old man’s eyes were all teary and voice trembling. “ I spent around 3-5 months looking for the right job and when I actually found one, I wanted to get a house. It took almost a year for me to settle myself. I sent most of my money home. Since it was a new office, I couldn’t take much leave to visit home. I went the next year to get my sister married and got my wife with me to the city. An year later I had a child. I was so lost in making money that I didn’t know what mistakes I was making in life. Two years later my mother died. My father died two months later in shock. I couldn’t even make it to their funeral. My child grew up and went away with his own life. And my wife died when I was away for work. Today I have nothing. I stay here all alone. I worked my entire life making a life while in actual I was losing it bit by bit.”

After the session was over, the Monk would sit with his eyes closed in meditation for hours. Every noon the session was conducted.

One day it started raining. It rained for many days and the city began to lose focus. People were running around to save their lives while the Monk was still meditating under the rain.


One of the villager came crying to the Monk and said, “O holy spirit, please save us. Please save us from destruction.”

The Monk slowly opened his eyes to see the chaos all around. People shouting and running for shelter.

The Monk said, “Only nature can save you.”

“Nature brought the destruction. How will it save us?” asked the villager.

“You see that forest there?” The Monk pointed in a direction. “ The soil of that forest has enough gift to take in the water . Move there and you shall not drown.”

The villager ran towards the village to get other evacuate the place and move to the dense forest.

As the villagers reached the forest, each of them found themselves shelter beneath the trees while the water was sucked in by the good soil.

Once the rain stopped after few hours, the villagers came out of the forest. The Village was heavily damaged but the people were happy to feel that there were no lives taken away by the calamity.

One of the village came to the location were the Monk sat and he was still there in meditation. Everyone bowed before the Monk with respect and from then on, the Monk was followed by everyone and to each of their surprise, with the simple lessons that the Monk gave, they could not be more happier.

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Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Shambhu And His Greed

Once upon a time there lived Shambhu with his wife Shanti in a small village.
He owned a big house and earned well for a living. The only issue Shambhu had was that he was very greedy.

He tried to save money through everything; by not buying good clothes, or getting his house polished or be it the regular cooking gas.

Shanti was forced to live a pitiful life even though she knew they were rich enough to live a decent life.

One day Shanti gave Shambhu a list to buy some kitchen essentials.

Shanti was sitting at the door when Shambhu came back.
She loosened up when she saw a pack in Shanbhu’s hand.

“Thank God. He got the ingredients I asked for.”

“It is so hot out there.” Shambhu said as he handed over the package to Shanti.

Shanti smiled and took over the shopping bag from Shambhu's hand to look in to it.
Her face stiffed.

"I asked for sugar and you got Jaggery; not enough for a day!"


“You don't know the price of sugar. Try managing with Jaggery." Shambhu replied.

"And what about the coffee I asked you to get?"

"Oooohhh!! I asked for 10gms of coffee powder and the shopkeeper asked for the price of gold. I thought it was better to not get any. I don’t want coffee from now on."

"My God!! Your greediness will kill both of us.” Shanti exclaimed hopelessly.

Shanti got water for Shambhu and continued.

“That Patils have called us for dinner tomorrow night. What should I tell them?"

"Dinner? Sure we'll go. I am always available for free food." Shambhu winked.

Shanti was furious but said nothing. This was very usual for Shanti to react.

Few days later, Shambhu was sitting under a large tree that stood in front of his house. It was hot but he wouldn't go in to the house to save electricity bill.

"Shambhu, Shambhu ..." Shambhu heard his name getting called from a distance.

Shambhu looked in to the direction of the sound.

It was Tullu who was running towards Shambhu.

Shambhu looked at Tullu and it showed that the guy had run a long distance and was all sweaty and weary.

"What's the matter Tullu? Why are you panting?" Shambhu asked.

“I just came to inform...” Tallu said still gasping for breath “that there's treasure in the village.”

“Treasure?” Shambhu stood up astonished.

Shanti came out of the house as she heard the voices from outside.
She saw Tullu and came closure to both of them to overhear what was going on.

“I heard some people say that the forest nearby our village comprise of a huge tree which has a hidden door at the back.” Tallu secretly informed as Shambhu and Shanti stood patiently surprised “The door opens only once a year.”

“This is all rumour.” Shanti said.

“No. It is not.” Tallu continued “How do you think Shyam got so rich in a day? He left the village and went to stay in the city. All from the silver, gold, diamonds he got from the tree.”

“Then why only him? There could be many people getting rich in the whole day.” Shanti argued.

“They say the door opens only for sometime at 12:00 AM at night and will only allow one person. Anyone entering the tree cellar after that will turn to ashes. So people are generally frightened to take risks. “

All the while Shambhu was only listening to the story with no queries to ask.

Shanti looked at Shambhu and she was frightened to think of the evilness that could be running in his mind.

There was complete silence for another few seconds.

After a while Shambhu asked,” When does the cellar open next?”

“This Friday night.” Tullu said.

“No. You are not going.” Shanti said with fear in her voice.

And Shambhu smiled.

Friday was three days away and Shambhu locked himself in a room and spent sleepless nights thinking on the way to get the maximum treasure in the available time.

Shanti was upset and fearful of the risk involved. She knew that there was nothing that she could say to make Shambhu change his mind.

On Friday night, as Shambhu left he took a big heavy plastic vessel in his hand. Shanti watched him leave with tears filled in her eyes.


Two days later, when Shambhu didn’t come back, people in the village started looking for him. Some said, he was converted to ashes by the forest witch while some said he ran away with the treasure found, never to come back.

Shanti couldn't stop crying. Some of the villagers went to the forest to look for Shambhu.

They were surprised to find what they saw.

What happened was, before the clock hit 12:00 AM, Shambhu covered himself with a hard glue all over his body.
As soon as the door opened, Shambhu ran in to the cellar and jumped on the lump of silver, gold, diamonds lying around. He rolled all over and as he realized that he was completely covered in the valuables, he ran out.

He laughed and jumped in happiness and darted towards the village. But as soon as the hard glue settled, he got stuck and wasn't able to move. He tried with all his strength but all in vain. His lips were glued so heard that he could only make small noise that wouldn't help him.

The scene of Shambhu standing in the running pose in the middle of the forest surprised the villagers. They got closer to him and saw him covered him in jewels and valuables. They plucked out as much items off him as they could and saved it for themselves. Later they decided to call his wife.

Shanti got the news of her husband and she ran to the forest. She saw Shambhu stuck to the earth.

Shanti went near him. And Shambhu, as he saw Shanti, tears fell down his eyes.

Both of them were relieved to find each other safe.

With the help of the villagers and after a day of rigorous efforts, Shambhu was finally able to move.

By this time, he had realized that no luxury or money could replace the love and company of his family.

From that day on, Shambhu decided to live a life well deserved by him and his wife.

Fortunate for his wife, Shambhu was a changed man, away from the greed and being mingy to a generous man whom everyone loved.

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