Thursday, February 28, 2013

My mother is a Rag Picker



(56)


“Rafael, there is one thing I would like to ask. What happens if I hurt my parents?” All nodded.

“That’s a good thought, Monica. It really would have an impact on you, for sure. Why not a story?” All nodded.

"Once there was a  rag picker. She had only one child, a son. Her husband had passed away and there was no trade she knew. So she joined with a reliable family of rag pickers and they were glad to take her into their fold. They made a small separate tattered tent on the foot path in a very big city. She woke up very early before the town’s people woke up and went to scavenge in the garbage.”

“Its like early bird catches the prey, isn’t it Rafael?”

“Right Mathew. But she left her child in the tent and collected some two to three bags full before morning and returned by skylight. Then she took her bath and prepared the food for her son and woke him up.”

“But Rafael, I thought these rag pickers were not clean.”

“Don’t under estimate their cleanliness children, remember man should not be assessed by their profession. They have their identity. As you said Mathew, we feel, they are not clean, but in truth we are the people who are not clean, it is our waste these rag pickers pick, don’t you think?” All nodded.

“OK back to the story, the lady didn’t want to involve her child in rag picking. So she enrolled him into a very good school, where the clientele were the rich.”

“But Rafael, how could she afford it?”

“After rag picking, she went for house work in several houses and she earned a good amount.”

“How did the boy feel when he went to school, wasn’t he ashamed?” All nodded.

“Well the boy too came to know that his mother woke up very early and went to pick the streets clean. So one day, he secretly followed her with a sack and returned before his mother arrived and placed a sack full of knick knacks   inside their tent and took bath and started preparing to go to school. The mother was surprised to find her son awake. She was very frightened to show herself in her bedraggled state. She immediately without entering her tent hid all her wares and spoke to her son, “I’ll just come now son, let me wash myself before preparing food for you.” The son did not reply, getting no response, the mother got worried and came in to look  the reason of silence and she saw her son in full uniform, smiling at her. He got up and embraced his mother and spoke to her, “Amma, thank you for educating me, but I would like to show my thank you. So would you allow me to accompany  you in the morning and help you in earning some money?”

“Just imagine the shock the mother might have had? An embrace of the elite and the dirt?”

“Yes, the mother was shell shocked and tears rolled from her eyes. She couldn’t believe her son openly acknowledging her and that too when she was at her worst.” Rebecca wiped her eyes.

“She extricated her son from her and placed him away from her stinking body and looked into his eyes which was full of love. She spoke with tears free flowing, “Son, I want you to have a very good life and for that, education is very important. I do this because I am not educated. Do not mess yourself with this dirt.”

“Oh!!!”

“But the son was not to be deterred. He held his mother’s hand tightly and said, “Amma, I am not ashamed of you or your profession. I am proud of you and I would learn hard and we’ll move out of this shack and for that I would like to do something. So please do not say no and turned his mother and showed his sack. His mother’s eyes widened. “Did you pick this today?” the son nodded and replied, “I really am serious and I am your son.” Wiping her dirt stained face with her tattered saree, she spoke, “Let me have my bath and then we talk later?” The boy nodded.

“Years passed, on the day of his convocation,  he informed his mother and invited her to come, to school and gave her the entry pass. But she informed his son, she wouldn't be able to make it.”

“Did she go, Rafael?”

“Yes, she did. Since she didn’t have anything expensive on her, the elite parents mistook her for a menial instead of a parent.”

“Oh!! How sad.”

“She didn’t mind.  She had her eyes only for her son, but she didn’t want to make known her presence to him and he be humiliated because of her. So she hid herself in the back row.  The programme started and there were speeches, several of them,  which was in English, not to her understanding and there was a great applause and her son’s name was called, she found her son running to the stage, he was given a medal and a certificate and he took the microphone extended to him and spoke something in English, then he found his mother in the last row. He turned to the principal and asked, "Can I bring my mother on stage?”
“Sure son, who is your mother?”

“My mother is a rag picker and she is sitting in the back row.” A hush fell over the audience and all eyes turned to the back row, searching for the lone rag picker.”

 So he started speaking in Hindi, “My mother knows only Hindi, So I would like to speak in Hindi and saying so, he started speaking in Hindi, “If I am here, it is because of my mother, who earned her living by rag picking and doing menial works and I would like to show my gratitude, appreciation and above all my love by acknowledging her to the whole world and especially to my friends.”

“Oh God, imagine how his mother might have felt?”

“Hmmm. She hid  herself a little more, but her son came down the stage towards her and helped her to her feet and led her to the stage. All the audience stood up with a grand applause.”

“Oh Rafael, I can’t control my tears.” All nodded

“Yes it was a touching moment for all present there.  The son guided her to the stage and gave her his microphone and told, “Amma, please say something to my friends.” A hush fell.

“She looked pleadingly at her son, but her son put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed her, you are my role model and I want you to know, your could  guide my friends too.” She nodded and cleared her throat and started slowly.

“Children, love and respect your parents. They want to see you happy. They are working only for you, acknowledge it to them by being good children and work hard to fulfill their dreams. Never forget to thank God for giving parents. They might not come up to your expectations but be known, because you have them, you are not on the streets or else you would be another rag picker fighting with the stray dogs and the bad world to make a space there on the streets. The streets are no good even for the tough minded. So be thankful to them with your lives. You owe them.” Turning to her son, she looked at him and said, “I might have done something good in my previous life, for God to gift me with such a gem of a son. He starts his day with me, rag picking, whether rain or bone biting cold, he was persistent in being with me and I thank for all the love he gave me,  and she joined her hands in front of her son and closed her eyes as  tears streaked down her cheek. He took out his spotless white  handkerchief and wiped her tears and took the microphone from her and embraced her tightly and whispered, “You’re always welcome amma. Don’t cry.”

“Then what happened Rafael?”

“Well, the boy  enrolled himself in a very good college with a scholarship and there too he was the best student and before long, he became a great scientist.”

“What about his mother?”

“She stopped rag picking the very next day of her son’s convocation and learned tailoring and put up a shop. She found she had a flair in designing and it grew to become a great boutique. They became rich, but still they were the same people, simple within, loved and respected each other.”

“ But Rafael, didn’t any parent extend their support to help the boy and his mother on the day of the convocation?”

“Oh there were many, but, they  declined any offer."

"Oh what a role model aren't they?"All nodded.

 "Yes Ajay, they were, but after the mother’s speech, the attitude of the other children too changed completely, they respected their parents, loved them and obeyed them and the parents too made sure that they acknowledge the preciousness of their kids.”

“Oh, its so beautiful. Thank you very much Rafael, for opening our eyes, in showing our parents in a new light.”

 “That’s good. But there is a science behind respecting your parents, loving your parents.”

“What is it Rafael?”

“You all know, that you are the drop of God soul, right?” All nodded.

“This soul was passed to you through your parents and when you hurt your parents, that negativity of what you created to the parent soul passes on to you and what you give them would be repaid to you in the very same coin and much more stronger. You might have loads of reason to find fault with your parent, but be known, the supreme creator, our God knows, what is good for you to have given such parents, accept them wholeheartedly, love them and give all the help you could, then in your life, you would be accepted as you are, loved by all, and get all the help you need,  because this physical world is not easy to live if we are alone. So be sure, the blessing of our parents are our guiding light, they don’t have to be educated or highly employed or rich to guide us, the love is the only factor, that makes them special and that is more than sufficient to sustain us for this life and the lives ahead. They just are parents who held our small hands in taking the first steps to life.”  All nodded with tear streaked face.

“Why don’t we continue this tomorrow?” All nodded.


...to be contd....(57)....

Until then... Take care.....Bye

Meena

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

The Boy Who wanted to Contest with the Fishes



(55)

“Rafael, I have a problem in my school. One of my teachers is very partial. She always finds reasons to fire me. I really hate to go to school and especially the day when I have mathematics, and that is everyday,”

“Yes, Rafael, its true, Mark always gets firing from her. I too hate her. Why can’t she hold her tongue. She should think na, that she is a teacher and be impartial?” Rafael nodded.

“Yes Mark, its indeed a grievous issue. I’ll say a story. So that you understand the science behind scolding.”

“Once in a small village, there lived a boy who loved fun. He would do anything to have fun. So before that I’d like to ask, for you guys, what does fun mean?”

“To ride my two wheeler, to my heart’s content, until they raise their eyebrows and nod their heads, to be with my friends, skip classes and go for movies and just do what the elders say no.” The boys smiled and the girls sighed and nodded.

“Good , now what about girls?”

“Well, no class skipping for sure, but going out with friends and having ice cream and talking the latest fashion and shopping them too.”

“Hmm. So both are opposites. Good. Now for this boy he wanted to be free like a fish. He liked swimming. He would do anything to swim to his heart’s content and wanted to conduct a contest with the fishes of the sea and outsmart them.”

“He is crazy.” All nodded.

“Yes, you might think that,  but when you decide you want something, what would be your attitude Mark?”

“Well that’s another cup of fish Rafael, firstly, we do not have this type of want, but if I want something, all my focus turns to that, for example if it’s the latest i-phone, then my waking and sleeping thoughts would only be on the i-phone until I get it.” All nodded.

“Exactly, it was the same for the boy too, but there was a problem, there was no sea, for that matter not even a small rivulet  in that village and the boy didn't know to swim.”

“Oh!!!!!!! What a mess.” All nodded.

“Yes, Monica, it was indeed a mess for him and he lost sleep and appetite and started skipping classes. He started getting scoldings from all corners of his life.”

“Naturally.” All nodded

“He really started hating people for not understanding him.” All nodded understandingly.

“But luckily for him, a very powerful sage arrived to their village and the parents of the boy took him to the sage, to straighten him up.”

“Straighten? That was mean of them to think as such. Rafael, the children are no metal rods to straighten.” Rafael smiled and all nodded.

“Yes, I understand, now hear the story. The parents requested to bless them all, the father bowed and then the mother, but the boy stood as straight as a ram rod.”

“Yes, Rafael, its natural, when we are forced to do what we do not like, I don’t think we would bow to anybody’s wishes.” All nodded.

“Yes Ajay, now back to the story, the sage closed his eyes and with his deep and wise wisdom,  delved deep into the mind of the boy and found, what was ailing him.”

“Wow!!!!! That’s simply superb.” Rafael smiled and nodded.

“The sage opened the eyes and looked directly at the boy, but the boy was never a person to let up and the sage turned towards the parents and smilingly looked at them and said, “Children, there is a curse, which has befell your family, that is why your son, is acting weird. Its not his fault, for that you will have to have to go to Rishikesh and take a dip in the Ganges and let your boy swim in it from dawn to dusk for a month.”

“Just imagine the shock of the boy?”

“Yes, the boy was shocked still. He stood there dumb struck. But the parents were more dumbstruck. A dip was fine, but in such a young age, how was their son going to manage in water from dawn to dusk without knowing to swim.”

“Oh But.”

“Yes, unfortunately, in a place where there is not a dingle rivulet, how would anyone learn to swim. But the boy didn’t care. He bowed at the sages feet and sought his blessing. But the confusion of the parents still persisted.”

“Regarding what, Rafael?”

“They were not rich and how were they going to go there or live there? They voiced it loudly. Luckily the sage had an answer for that too.”

“Oh wow.” Rafael nodded.

The sage replied, “My ashram is in Rishikesh, you can be my guest for one month.”

“Oh how nice.”

“But the parents felt humiliated, they said, “Sire don’t put us to shame, we are grateful that you offered your ashram, we will do any work there, so that we earn for our food.” The sage smiled and nodded his assent, “As you wish children. Get ready to go tomorrow at 5 in the morning.” They nodded and left.”

“How long did they take to reach their destination, Rafael?”

“There are some home truths, which you should know, while I say this story,  there are two ways to reach your destination, as a spiritual being, it could be reached within the blink of an eye and as a human being, the physical body and all its paraphrenalias, like the five senses, ego, emotions, wishes, ambitions and aspirations all pull you down to reach your destination, likewise this travel also took time, a month.”

“A month? Really Rafael, wasn't it too dragging.”

“Yes, Monica, it was dragging, the obsession of the kid created lots of obstacles for him, to not make it happen.”

“But why?”

“Ajay, you are here for a purpose, to be united with God and its your duty to know it, and fulfill it, but the mind, who is the devil creates, a reason to block that goal, that purpose, by putting other priorities before you  like  i-phones and i-pads for you guys and for the boy, to contest the fishes of the sea and thus redirecting the goal.” All nodded. So when you want to keep an enemy waiting, what will you do?”

“Put some obstacles in front of him to distract his attention as long as possible in keeping that enemy from reaching us.”

“Exactly, that is what happened for the boy too, luckily, he knew, this travel would let him swim. So he waited patiently and at last reached his destination. The sage himself introduced the boy to one of his disciples to help him learn to swim. The boy learned fast and he started swimming, like a fish and he spent the whole day swimming and swimming. He didn’t want any food. He swam and swam, afterwards, he became aware that he had forgot to contest with the fish, so he went chasing the fishes.”

“Crazy, will there be any fish who would wait for him?”

“But he was not to be deterred, he wanted to contest a fish. He requested the sage, “Sire would you be able to help me?”

“Oh wow!!!”

“Yes, when he asked, the sage asked him to learn to swim closed eyes and know the way by heart, then it would be possible.”

“Did he accept the challenge?”

“Yes, he did. He learned to swim closed eyes, first he bumped on several rocks, but afterwards, he knew, by the strength of the eye sight or the hearing or the texture of the skin, he cannot achieve it, he became calm and closed his eyes and shut his ears and felt deep into him, where no problem touched or obstacles rose, he swam and opened the eyes to find himself in the Bay of Bengal where there were several fishes to contest. 

“Oh wow!!!”

“Yes it was awesome, but by then the boy knew the stupidness of his craving, the shallowness of his action . He closed his eyes and swam back to his origin, reached the ashram, the sage knew, the boy had reached his destination. The sage called his parents and said, the curse has been lifted, you can return to your village. But the boy was not willing to return. He wanted to be with the sage, who had brought him to his senses.”

“Its natural.”

“But the sage replied, "Son, your life has just started, you should live the life you are blessed with, overcome all the curses befalling you and know your true goal. Be a good son, good student, good friend and above all be a good devotee to your Self. The boy nodded and received the blessing of the sage and the family left for their village.”

“Rafael, I don’t understand, why the sage said, be a good devotee to Self?”

“Mathew, our body is no more when we die, but our soul lives, which is the real you - the self. This soul is a small drop from the ocean of God soul. So when you respect your soul, love your soul, you are respecting God and when you respect God, you would naturally would like to be with God, be like him and that is where your goal is, to reach the ocean of God soul, but the mind creates the obstacles for you, not to let the soul out, to reach God, the mind tries to change your course. Just know, that when there are lots of problems for you to face, you are very near to your destination - God, where there are no sorrows or pain.”

“You mean to say Rafael, that if we are going through rough patch, hold strong to your self?”

“Exactly. One thing you should know is that the people around has no personal grudge against you, but your own mind has, that is what creates all these scenes for you. So that you hate them, be angry and do what you should not do and directs you away from God. So when someone hurts you, take a deep breath and tell your mind, “Calm down, don’t play tricks on me.” Then forgive the person who hurt you. Never would you have any reason to hate that person again.”

“Rafael, its not as easy as said, no one likes that teacher. She is the devil incarnate.”

“Just like the boy did, first thing in the morning when you wake up, when your physical eyes open, close the mind’s eye and swim against all obstacles, don't feel with your senses, just look at all the problems coming to you as  a third person. Take all the knocks and hatreds like they are being directed to open space because human body is made of atoms, right?” All nodded.

“Can you see an atom?”

“No.”

“Then to whom  is the teacher scolding?” All smiled.

“Exactly, to nothingness, but don’t get diverted, your soul is there, your very being,   when you close the minds eye, you are letting your soul to open, and the soul don’t need any senses or words or actions to fare this life or any life, because it would automatically gets united with God soul and there flows love in abundance, unconditional love. Love is what should direct your life, would direct your life when God is the focal point. Yes Rebecca, its not easy but its high time you learned that you are not here to live forever as a human being, the most important thing is to release your spiritual being, from the clutches of anger, hatred, emotions, senses and above all the physical body which has been created by your own mind and do not fight against the teachers or parents or friends, as you are nothing, they are also the creation of your mind, so fight your own mind and conquer it. Let free all your problems into thin air and have fun. Would you be able to do that guys?”

“We’ll surely try Rafael, its much more easy to straighten a metal rod, isn't it Rafael? This is like fighting thin air.” All nodded, Rafael smiled.

“That’s good. Why don’t we continue this tomorrow?” All nodded.


...to be contd....(56)....

Until then... Take care.....Bye

Meena

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The Saint & The Drunkard



(54)


“The next worst enemy of  a human being is his complex.”

“You mean to say the superiority and inferiority complex?”

“The very same, Mathew. We should know one thing, In this world, there is no one superior except for God and no one inferior, except who does wrong.”

“Rafael, do you mean to say that when someone does any wrong, they become inferior?

"Right. We are not here in this world as human beings but as spiritual beings so naturally,  when we are spiritual beings, do you know who is high caste or low caste?” All nodded in the negative.

“Good, what about beautiful and ugly?” All nodded in the negative

“The saint and a sinner?” All nodded in the negative.

“Wrong, you will know.”

“Really? How?”

“That is the only differentiation in our spiritual life.”

“How about a story?” All nodded.

“Years back, there was a saint, who lived on the face of this Earth, very famous and well loved by all. At the same time, there was a drunkard, who lived in the same area, who literally abused everybody when he was drunk, that would be every evening.
The saint had a ritual, he went to pray to the nearby temple by foot and all the devotees  would stand by the side of the road with bowed head and joined hands. Some even strewed flowers on his way and some their head dress too. The saint blessed everyone of them.
 So one day, while taking his ritual, the Earth shook and the saint found himself going inside the Earth but at that very moment someone caught him by the dress and slowly pulled up and to the surprise it was the vulgar drunkard, the first thing that came into the saint’s mind was, what a tragedy,  his evil might have passed on to me.”
“God what a bastard saint.” All nodded. Rafael smiled and continued

“but still the saint thanked the drunkard profusely. “If it weren’t for you, I would have been a dead person.”
 “No sire, don’t give much notice of my action, people like you makes this Earth a heaven. So anyone who is in my place would have done the same thing. You should live sire.” Saying so the drunkard walked forward. But unfortunately the Earth shook again and both the drunkard and the saint went inside the Earth leaving their physical bodies behind. Now they were spirits, the drunkard’s spirit was more illuminated than the saint and the saint’s soul was moving in search of darkness, he couldn’t stand near the drunkard’s soul.”

“Why? What happened?”

“The drunkard knew, he had this bad habit of drinking , he knew, he was wrong, he was inferior in his character and he never forgot that. So he was always humble. But on the other hand, the saint knew, he was always right, he was always doing only the right thing in the eyes of himself and in the eyes of society and his actions were accordingly, perfect and in his heart he kept himself on a high pedestal, just like we keep a position for the Gods and saints, on a high seat.” All nodded

“That is where the saint made the mistake.”

“But Rafael, what mistake did the saint do? He just did only the right things.”

“He thought he was above all other people, that is the worst mistake in the eyes of God.”

“How?”

“Have you seen a tree full of fruits?”

“Yes, once our mango tree bore full of fruits, that it bent down, Rafael.”

“Exactly, a person, who has been gifted, would become more humble and wise and dumb.”

“Dumb?”

“yes Ajay, dumb, the gifted people would come to know from where they got their giftness, from the vastness and the depth of the ocean of God. So when you stand near an ocean what would you feel?”

“Speechless, awe.”

“Exactly, we will know, how small we are, that should be the criteria to measure ourselves, not by the standard what we do or what we think by looking at others or according to the value people put for us.”

“Oh!!!!!!!!!!!”

“People who think themselves as saints or great people, is in itself are very inferior in themselves.” All nodded.

“No wonder, the first man, who stepped on the moon, decided to go recluse, he physically saw, how small he is when he compared himself with the nature he saw from above”

“Yes Mathew, but still he became superior in the eyes of man. But this didn’t affect him, that is what we should be, look into yourself and compare yourself with the ocean of God soul, then in the eyes of God you are the perfect being.” All nodded.

“But Rafael, what happened to the drunkard?”
“He with his humility and service mindedness gained entry to be near the God soul and the saint fled to the corners of darkness because he couldn’t tolerate the glare of light, love understanding and love coming from God.”

“What a pity?”
“Don’t be Monica. This is simply a story but we at some point or other feel very important, at that time just remember, you are just a child near the ocean.” All nodded.

“Is this what we call ego?”

“Exactly, when we feel that we are important, then you feel that everyone should respect you. Now you know. Good, so don’t let yourself degrade yourself with ego. Will you be able to do that?”

“You know Rafael, it feels good, when someone praises us. So it is not easy to just deny it just like that, automatically our head would go high, don’t you think?”

“Good, you know, where you stand, so take it slowly, just be aware, as time passes, you will learn to bow yourself like the fruit laden tree.” All nodded

“Why don’t we continue this tomorrow?” All nodded.


...to be contd....(55)....

Until then... Take care.....Bye

Meena

Monday, February 25, 2013

The Sweet Spoken Lady



(53)

“Rafael, who is this new boy?”

“Well guys, meet your new companion, Ajay. He has been included in your team. Mark, do you mind introducing your friends to Ajay? ”

“Sure Rafael” smiling Mark shook hands with Ajay, “Welcome Ajay, I’m Mark and this is Mathew, this is Monica and Rebecca.” All shook hands smiling.”

“Now to the topic at hand, “Be truthful”, it helps clear your way to reach your destination.”

“Really? How? What difference does it make in our lives, Rafael?”

“Good question Mathew, why don’t we start with a story?” All nodded.

“Once there was a lady named Teresa,  who was very talented in talking. She was so good at it, that she attracted others to her by her conversations. She spoke so lovingly and understandingly that she knew what others wanted to hear, for the young, about love, for the middle aged, others fault, but mostly it was lies but no one was aware of it.”

“Oh!!!!!! Just imagine, when they come to know that she is a liar?”

“Luckily they came to know very very late. By that time Teresa had vacated her place. But her lies was a trap she was weaving for herself.”

“Really? How?”

“Teresa lost her mother when she was a baby and her father remarried, so that his child didn’t miss her mother. But unfortunately she came to know from different sources that her mother is not her biological mother but her step mother. She hated her step mother and made her  life a living  hell by saying lots of lies to her father and personally ill treating her, when her father was not there and the father too loving towards Teresa, believed every word of her and  ill treated his wife. But the mother didn’t say a word and tolerated all of it.”

“Oh!!!!! What a nightmare.”

“Yes it was, for the step mother, but for Teresa, she had a very pampered life. Years passed, Teresa had sisters and brothers and they too hated their mother.”

“But that’s unfair. Why did they hate their mother?”

“Because they have been seeing both Teresa and her father openly ill treating her and Teresa had a very great skill in attracting others with her lies and they too believed Teresa.”

“Oh!!!!! How sad.”

“Yes Monica, it was a very sad situation for the mother, there was no hope for her in the near future to be relieved of this situation. She tolerated everything. She even forgot, who she was, she lived just because she had life.”

“Oh!!!” All nodded.

“Teresa came of marriageable age and she got married to a very good family, very loving family and too a very big family and all that, but unfortunately, it was not for Teresa. She could not tolerate anyone because there no one had time to talk, all were hard workers and they didn’t allow Teresa to talk. So she had to work and that too very hard.”

“Good, then?”

“But she had the opportunity to talk to her husband and she talked and they requested to separate from their family and from there started her downfall. She always talked and talked with her husband and he loved to hear her talk and she had a very bad character, she utilized her skill and along with that if anyone had the courage to deny her anything, she would use her trump card.”

“What was it?”

“Her motherless situation. She always had ready tears, when she said it.”

“God!!!! what an evil lady.”

“Hmm she was not aware of it. But her husband became lazy. She pampered him and he had many ideas to make easy money and for that, Teresa requested her father’s help and he readily gave it but, instead of growing, her situation worsened, she lost her land and her house and shifted to another place and thus she was left with no land and a small hut with an ailing husband, four children. Teresa, with her power of speech, provided for the family and treated her husband married two of her daughters.

“Wow!!!!!!! That’s simply superb.”

“Yes, but in the mean time, she went to her family and took what was entitled to her, but this time her father denied her. She cried, she said, “you are denying a motherless child.” But by then, her father had come to his senses. He was not to be budged from his decision. He strongly said, “ I have given more than half of what I earned for that motherless child and still could not sustain. So just forget I’ll provide for you, earn your living, even if you have to beg, don’t return. She left with tears, never to return. She became her own enemy, her husband passed away leaving her and her children to their own devices. She fared without doing any menial work, but she too became sick, she had a thyroid problem and it was removed but after the removal, she had itching in the throat, which made her stop talking, then she always fell and broke her legs, several times. She became a burden to all. Her children too came to the senses and they too acknowledged openly that she was not a right lady and criticized her for that and denied her permission to be with them and one of her daughters who has kept her cannot tolerate her and vice versa. Teresa too could not tolerate that daughter.”

“Oh!!!!!!!! Wow!!!!!!! Why?”

“Because they had very similar character, the daughter would readily cry when she is denied of something, that she is fatherless and no husband too.” All smiled.

“Rafael, Teresa is now literally in her own tangles and that too double.”

“Yes, she cannot undo it because she had gone too far. Now both her father and stepmother has passed away and the people whose life she deviated from the very track,  by her words had also moved far away. But her life is like her step mother’s, hated by one and all, and a step further too, she is not welcome in any of her brother’s or sister’s family, in truth her own children’s family. So what lesson did you get from Teresa’s story?”

“Lies cannot bring an easy life, whether caught or uncaught, it would open up in the end?”

“Yes Rebecca, it is and added to that, you will have to live the life you created for others too along with your destiny. So for each lies, you live the wrong you have done and the negativity you passed on to others as well as their lives which you had redirected.”

“Oh My. That’s too much and too difficult too isn’t it Rafael?”

“Yes it is. So in order to avoid so much complications, its better to talk the truth, then the road is easy to go, what do you think?” All nodded.

“Rafael, can I ask a question?”

“Sure Ajay, what is it?”

“What happens to the people who had to live because of her lies?”

“Good question, Ajay. When someone beats you, the pain on the body would be there for sometime but afterwards, it goes, likewise, they were pained for sometime but afterwards, if they have forgiven Teresa wholeheartedly, they would be relieved of her lies and would live happily ever after or else, their life too would be similar to Teresa.”

“Oh!!!!! But that’s drastic, Rafael?”

“Do you think so Monica, but it’s the truth, we’ll have to face it along with truth, forgiveness is a must. Why don’t we continue this tomorrow?” All nodded.


...to be contd....(54)....

Until then... Take care.....Bye

Meena

Sunday, February 24, 2013

The Lying Boy



(52)



 “It is important to do good first to your own self, then naturally it would turn out good for others.”

“How is that possible Rafael? Its above my understanding.” Rafael nodded.

 “Good question Mathew”

“I’ll say a story.” All nodded, “There was once a boy who used to always say lies.”

“Yuck!!!!!!! That’s terrible.”

“Well for him, he didn’t feel anything, it was normal. So for very silly matters too he used to say lies. But the people around him understood, he is not reliable. They never believed what he said.”

“That’s natural Rafael. For sure, I’ll never believe him.” All nodded.

“Yes Monica, no one would. And there was one more thing that he had along with that. He would say what he felt, he doesn’t care whether it would hurt people or not. For him it was all a joke.”

“Oh how terrible.”

“Hmmm. And above all, he didn’t care others feelings too.”

“Rafael, is he a human being or something else?”

“Well, he is just like us, human, but his nature is like that. Even when his parents made him aware too, he didn’t understand and every time, his mother used to say, “Son, your tongue would be your downfall, your destruction.” But alas!!! He didn’t care.

“Then what happened? He with his errant tongue lashed at anyone and everyone. He didn’t spare his mother too and God took her away. He lost his mother forever.”

“Oh!!!!!!!! How sad. Then what happened?”

“First and foremost, you should know, when you come to the world, you are literally alone. So God has destined people at your service, whether big or small, we should respect their presence, love them for their services, That is what is important.” All nodded.

“This boy didn’t know that.”

“But Rafael, I think that in general no one knows it.”

“Yes Mark, that is the sad part. Everyone takes relationship for granted.” All nodded. “ But anyway back to the boy, he lost his mother and he was very sad. So he prayed to God this incident was an eye opener to him. And God came to him and asked, “Son, what do you want?”

“The boy replied, I want my mother back.”

“God replied, OK, I’ll give her back, but only if you stop lying, if you stop uncaring words and unwanted jokes.”

“The boy replied, “God, I do not know, which is lies and which is truth, which is caring and which is uncaring words, which is wanted and unwanted jokes. If you can help me, then I’ll be glad to change.”

“That’s a relief.” All nodded.

“Yes Rebecca and the God consented to his wish. He said, “Son, when you plan to say lies, I’ll make you dumb, when you plan to say uncaring words, I’ll make you deaf and dumb and when you are planning to say unwanted jokes, I’ll make you deaf, dumb and blind too.”

“Did the boy consent, Rafael?”

“Yes, he did. But it was very hard for him, because every five minutes, some of his faculties would stop working. He knew, then, that he was in big trouble because, in the end, he was always dumb.”

“Then as the days passed, there was some improvement.”

“Really? How?”

“It became hourly and then daily and then weekly and afterwards he had no problem in speaking, or hearing or seeing. He became a perfect human being, a person who never lied, who never lashed with uncaring words or never joked which hurt others.”

“Did God keep His promise?”

“Yes, God kept His promise. He gave back his mother and the boy became whole and happy.”

“Its like when you hurt your fingers every hour, on a daily basis, what will be the situation?”

“It will go fester and go  dead.”

“Exactly Mathew, what would be the end result?”

“We will be short of that finger.”

“Right. To be short, the loss of the finger is ours and not anyone else’s right?”

“Yes Rafael, we are quite sure, the loss is ours.”

“Good, Now as a spiritual being, we are all different parts of a single body, which means, we are part of God’s soul. So there is no difference between you and the next person.”

“The difference is in the physical body, that has nothing to do with the real you, the soul within is what matters and when you do something good, naturally the soul gets cleared helping us connect to others. So when you take care of yourself, it would naturally end up in taking care of others and the first step in taking care is, always be truthful.” All nodded.


“I think its time to stop, we’ll continue this tomorrow?” All nodded.


...to be contd....(53)....

Until then... Take care.....Bye

Meena