The Brahman's Wife and the Mongoose...

In a certain city there lived a man by the name of Devasarman. His wife gave birth to a son, and then to a mongoose. Full of love for her children, she cared for the mongoose like a son. However, she did not trust him, thinking that in keeping with the evil nature of his species he might harm her son.

One day, after nicely tucking the boy into his bed, she took the water pitcher and said to her husband, "Listen, master, I am going to the pond to fetch water. You must protect our son from the mongoose."

After she departed, the man went off somewhere to collect alms, leaving the house empty. In the meantime a snake crept out of its hole and -- as fate would have it -- approached the boy's bed. However, the mongoose confronted this, his natural enemy, and fearing that it might kill his brother, the mongoose attacked the wicked snake, tore it to bits, and threw the pieces far and wide.

Proud of his valor and his face covered with blood, the mongoose approached the mother to tell her what had happened.

However, the mother, seeing his blood-spattered face and sensing his excitement, feared, "without doubt this evildoer has devoured our son." Driven by anger and without further investigation she threw the water-filled pitcher at the mongoose, killing him instantly.

Paying no further attention to the mongoose, she rushed into the house where she found the boy still asleep. Near the bed she saw a large black snake, torn to bits. Then her heart was overcome with sorrow because of the thoughtless murder of her praiseworthy son, the mongoose, and she wept.

While this was happening the Brahman returned home with alms from wherever he had been begging.

"See there!" she cried, overcome with grief for her son, the mongoose. "Oh, you greedy one! Because you let greed rule you instead of doing what I told you to, you now must taste the fruit of your own tree of sin, the pain of your son's death."

Moral: Think before you act. Sometimes what you think may not be the truth. Don't take hasty decisions out of anger and frustrations.

A doctor entered the hospital in hurry after being called in for an emergency urgent surgery. He answered the call asap, changed his clothes 'n went directly to the surgery block. He found the boy's father pacing in the hall waiting for the doctor.

On seeing the doctor, the dad yelled: "Why did you take all this time to come? Don't you know that my son's life is in danger? Don't you have any sense of responsibility?"

The doctor said: "I am sorry, I wasn't in the hospital and I came as fast as I could after receiving the call. And now, I wish you'd calm down so that I can save your son"

The patients angry father replied: "What if your son was in this room right now, would you calm down? If your own son dies now what will You do?"

The doctor replied: "From dust we came 'n to dust we return, blessed be the name of God". Doctors cannot prolong lives. Go and pray for your son, we will do our best by God's grace"

The angry father murmured: "Giving advises when we're not concerned is so easy"

The surgery took few hours after which the doctor said:
"Thank goodness!, your son is saved!.. If You have any question, please ask the nurse !"
And without waiting for the father's reply he carried on his way running, left hurriedly back to his home.

The angry father asked the nurse: "Why is he so arrogant? He couldn't wait for a few minutes, so that I could ask about my son's condition"

The nurse answered, tears coming down her face: "Doctors son died yesterday in a road accident, and he was in the burial when we called him for your son's surgery. and now that he saved your son's life, he left running to finish his son's burial."

Moral: Never judge anyone, just by assumptions. Try to realize the reality of truth. Because You never know how their life is, what they're going through, and What their Journey is all About !

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The Boy Who Cried Wolf.

Once there was a shepherd boy who took care of the village sheep. He was constantly in fear as he was afraid that the wolf would eat the sheep. As he had already lost his sheep which was caught by the wolf before. He was afraid that the incident may repeat again. Out of fear, thinking that prevention is better than cure, and to be optimistic of the possibility of the wolf's attack. He thought of testing the rescue skills and the helping ability of his fellow villagers in case if the wolf would attack the sheep. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!".

The villagers came running up the hill to help the boy drive the wolf away. But when they arrived at the top of the hill, they found no wolf. The boy ridiculed them and told them that he was testing their rescue abilities. When the villagers saw no wolf they sternly said, "Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong! Don't cry 'wolf' when there is NO wolf!". They went grumbling back down the hill.

But the boy just grinned and watched them go grumbling down the hill. The boy did this again and again, as it would relive his tension of fear. Whenever he was afraid he did this to sympathize himself by seeing the poor villagers coming to his rescue. Later once, he saw a REAL wolf prowling about his flock. Alarmed, he leaped to his feet and sang out as loudly as he could, "Wolf! Wolf!". But the villagers thought he was trying to fool them again, and so they didn't come. They thought that the boy is used to cry out of fear without a real threat. But on that day at sunset, everyone wondered why the shepherd boy hadn't returned to the village with their sheep. They went up the hill to find the boy. They found him weeping. The boy said: "There really was a wolf here! The flock has scattered! I cried out, "Wolf!" Why didn't you come?"

An old man tried to comfort the boy as they walked back to the village. "We'll help you look for the lost sheep in the morning," he said, putting his arm around the sad boy, "Nobody believes a liar, even when he is telling the truth!". The boy realized that he must not cry to test the ability of his fellow villagers. He realized that he must not be afraid of the wolf. He started neglecting the threat and started to live a carefree life. Once while he was relaxing without any fear the wolf came again and took another sheep.

This time he realized that he had to be alert but at the same time he must not be afraid with fear and tell a lie. He realized that he must not give a false cry out of fear. He realized that he must have faith and belief in the rescue abilities of his worthy villagers. He realized that he should be brave, wise and courageous to capture and scare the wolf in order to protect his innocent helpless sheep.

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Difference between Heaven and Hell!

Once upon a time, a man was traveling with his horse and his dog. When they passed by a huge tree, lightning struck and all three were killed.
Not realizing that they were dead, their souls continued the journey. They walked up a hill and they were tired and thirsty. Soon, they reached a beautiful place which had a marble gateway and fountain sprouting crystal clear water.

"Good morning" the traveler greeted the guard at the gateway.
"Good morning," he replied.
"What place is this?"
"This is Heaven."
"It's beautiful. I am glad to come here. Can I have a drink?"
"Sure, help yourself."
But when the traveler moved forward with his horse and dog, the guard stopped him, saying, "Sorry, animals are not allowed in here."
The traveler was very much disappointed. For although he was very thirsty, he did not want to drink without his companions. They decided to move on.

Confusion

Some distance further uphill, they came upon another gateway, plain looking compared to the marble one. It led to a rocky path lined with trees. A man there was resting beneath a tree, apparently a sleep.
"Good morning," the traveler greeted him.
He nodded, not saying a word.
"Is there a place we can get a drink?" the traveler asked. "My horse, my dog and I are very thirsty."
"There is a stream behind those rocks over there," the man pointed.
They went ahead and refreshed themselves. They returned and thanked the man. The traveler asked, "By the way, what place is this?"
"This is Heaven," the man replied.
The traveler was surprised. "But the guard at the marble gateway said that was Heaven."
"Don't let him fool you," the man said. "That place is Hell."
"Well, I was nearly fooled," the traveler said. "You should not allow the people there to abuse your name. You know, wrong information can lead to a lot of confusion."
"Actually, they are doing us a great favor," the man at Heaven's gate said. "Because the people who stay on in Hell have proved that they are willing to abandon their friends."

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Freedom and Prison !

Once upon a time there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful marvelous feathers. In short, he was a creature made to fly about freely in the sky, bringing joy to everyone who saw him.

One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him. She watched his flight, her mouth wide in amazement, and her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement. She invited the bird to fly with her, and the two traveled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.

But then she thought: He might want to visit far-off mountains! And she was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird. And she felt envy, envy for the bird's ability to fly.
And she felt alone.

And she thought: 'I'm going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again.' The bird, who was in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.

She looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said: 'Now you have everything you could possibly want.' However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and longer needed to woo him, she began to lose interest.

The bird, unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning his cage.

One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds.

If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.

Without the bird, her life too was lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door. 'Why have you come?' she asked Death. 'So that you can fly once more with him across the sky,' Death replied. 'If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.’

Moral: God gave her something which was suppose to belong to her, but due to her possessiveness, cruelty, greed, wickedness and bad desire she not only lost the thing but also lost herself. Never miss utilize the power bestowed by the almighty. One should respect the things with calmness, gentleness and humbleness. One should confess, seek and pray for good things in life without any ego of superiority. Ego of superiority is the destruction of individuality - Swami Vivekananda.

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It's in Your Eyes !

A traveler came upon an old farmer hoeing in his field beside the road. Eager to rest his feet, the wanderer hailed the countryman, who seemed happy enough to straighten his back and talk for a moment.

"What sort of people live in the next town?" asked the stranger.
"What were the people like where you've come from?" replied the farmer, answering the question with another question.

"They were a bad lot. Troublemakers all, and lazy too. The most selfish people in the world, and not a one of them to be trusted. I'm happy to be leaving the scoundrels."

"Is that so?" replied the old farmer. "Well, I'm afraid that you'll find the same sort in the next town.

Disappointed, the traveler trudged on his way, and the farmer returned to his work.

Some time later another stranger, coming from the same direction, hailed the farmer, and they stopped to talk. "What sort of people live in the next town?" he asked.
"What were the people like where you've come from?" replied the farmer once again.
"They were the best people in the world. Hard working, honest, and friendly. I'm sorry to be leaving them."

"Fear not," said the farmer. "You'll find the same sort in the next town."

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