Category: My Nana-Nani Ki Kahani


Its Will Power

An old man lived alone in Minnesota. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work.

His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation.

Dear Son, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my potato garden this year.

I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren’t in prison.

Love, Dad

………

Shortly, the old man received this telegram:

“For Heaven’s sake, Dad,don’t dig up the garden!! That’s where I buried the GUNS!” At 4a.m.

The next morning,

A dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.

Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and a sked him what to do next.

His son’s reply was: “Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad. It’s the best I could do for you from here.”

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– Moral Of the Story

NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD,

IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART, YOU CAN DO IT.

IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS.

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There was once a pandit who lived on the bank of a river. So learned was he that other pandits came from far and near to consult with him. They showered him with appreciation.
On the other side of the bank lived a milkmaid, called Lakshmi, who sold milk to the pandit. Hers was a busy day.
She woke up early in the morning, bathed her cows, milked them, then cooked a meal for her old father and then set out to deliver the milk. She had to cross the river on a boat.
One day the pandit was waiting for her for a long time. When she finally arrived, the pandit said, Ah, Lakshmi you have come at last. I was waiting for you since early morning. From tomorrow I want the milk before sunrise.
The next morning Lakshmi rushed to the riverbank at the crack of dawn but the boatman did not show up until late morning. Hurry, hurry, Lakshmi urged the boatman, knowing that the pandit would be waiting for the milk.
The pandit complained, You are late again, what happened?
The pandit was in a bad mood that day. Don’t give me excuses! He shouted. How dare you disregard my wishes! Don’t you know who I am?
Lakshmi began to cry.
But the pandit continued to boast, Do you know how learned I am? You are just a simple milkmaid. I know so many things. That river is like the river of life. People safely cross the river of life by invoking the Divine name of Hari .
Lakshmi took the pandit’s words very seriously and happily departed, saying to herself, I wish panditji had told me this earlier.
The next day Lakshmi arrived at the pandit’s house before sunrise. The Pandit was surprised to see her as he could not see the boatman. How did you cross the river? he inquired.
Lakshmi smiled and said, “You taught me to cross the river by chanting the name of Hari and I did. “
That is impossible! the pandit shouted and ordered her to cross the river again.
Lakshmi crossed the river again without any difficulty, chanting the name of Hari as she did so. She stayed completely dry.
The pandit tried to do the same chanting the name of Hari. But as he tried to protect his clothes from getting wet, he fell into the river. Lakshmi was astonished. “Oh Panditji,” she said, “You were not thinking of Hari at all. You were busy thinking about your dhoti. That is why it did not work.”
Panditji marveled at Lakshmi’s devotion and accepted that her faith was more powerful than his empty learning. He sincerely blessed Lakshmi.
Chant the Mahamantra Nama kirtan :
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare

एक राजा था। उसने आज्ञा दी कि संसार में इस बात की खोज की जाय कि कौन से जीव-जंतु निरुपयोगी हैं।
बहुत दिनों तक खोज बीन करने के बाद उसे जानकारी मिली कि संसार में दो जीव जंगली मक्खी और मकड़ी बिल्कुल बेकार हैं।
राजा ने सोचा, क्यों न जंगली मक्खियों और मकड़ियों को ख़त्म कर दिया जाए। इसी बीच उस राजा पर एक अन्य शक्तिशाली राजा ने आक्रमण कर दिया, जिसमें राजा हार गया और जान बचाने के लिए राजपाट छोड़ कर जंगल में चला गया।
शत्रु के सैनिक उसका पीछा करने लगे। काफ़ी दौड़-भाग के बाद राजा ने अपनी जान बचाई और थक कर एक पेड़ के नीचे सो गया। तभी एक जंगली मक्खी ने उसकी नाक पर डंक मारा जिससे राजा की नींद खुल गई। उसे ख़याल आया कि खुले में ऐसे सोना सुरक्षित नहीं और वह एक गुफ़ा में जा छिपा।
राजा के गुफ़ा में जाने के बाद मकडियों ने गुफ़ा के द्वार पर जाला बुन दिया।शत्रु के सैनिक उसे ढूँढ ही रहे थे। जब वे गुफ़ा के पास पहुँचे तो द्वार पर घना जाला देख कर आपस में कहने लगे, “अरे! चलो आगे।

इस गुफ़ा में वह आया होता तो द्वार पर बना यह जाला क्या नष्ट न हो जाता।”गुफ़ा में छिपा बैठा राजा ये बातें सुन रहा था। शत्रु के सैनिक आगे निकल गए। उस समय राजा की समझ में यह बात आई कि संसार में कोई भी प्राणी या चीज़ बेकार नहीं।
अगर जंगली मक्खी और मकड़ी न होतीं तो उसकी जान न बच पाती। इस संसार में कोई भी चीज़ या प्राणी बेकार नहीं। हर एक की कहीं न कहीं उपयोगिता है।
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