HONESTY

A boy named Nandu lived with his poor parents in a small village.

One day in the same village, two brothers were returning to their village in a tractor after selling their crops in the city.

He had kept the money he got from selling the crops in a bag. Suddenly a pothole appeared, the tractor jumped and the bag fell down.

Which both the brothers could not see and went straight away.

On the other hand, child Nandu was going to his home in the dark of night after playing.

Suddenly his foot hit something. When I looked, I realized that it was someone's bag. When Nandu opened it, the bag was filled with notes.

He started thinking that he didn't know whose bag it was and if he left it here, someone else would take it away.

He started thinking in his mind, 'The person to whom this bag belongs must be suffering a lot.

Although the boy was young in age and was the son of poor parents.

He picked up the bag and brought it to his home. He hid the bag in the hut.

Then he came back and stood on the same path.

When both the brothers reached home after some time, there was no bag in the tractor. Both the brothers were disappointed and became very sad. *The whole year's earnings were filled in the bag.

They thought that perhaps it might not be in anyone's hands yet, thinking that both the brothers were going back on the same path with torches.

Little boy Nandu met them on the way and asked them, 'What are you guys looking for? He did not pay any attention to what he said.

He asked again, 'What are you two looking for?' They said? Hey, are you looking for anything? Go away, what does it matter to you?

Both were moving forward. Nandu started following them.

When he asked again for the third time, one brother shouted and said, 'Hey, shut up and let us do our work.' Brain, don't spoil it.

Now Nandu was completely sure that the bag definitely belonged to him.

Then he asked, 'Have you lost your bag?'

Both the brothers stopped suddenly and said yes.

Nandu said, 'First tell the identity of the bag.

When he revealed his identity, Nandu took him to his home. He brought the hidden bag and handed it over to the two brothers.

There was no limit to the happiness of both the brothers. He wanted to give some rupees as a reward for Nandu's honesty, but Nandu refused and said, 'It was my duty.

The very next day both the brothers reached Nandu's school.

While narrating this entire incident to the child's teacher, he said, we want to thank that child in front of all the students.

The teacher patted the boy's back and asked, 'Son, why didn't you tell your parents about the bag full of money?

Nandu said, Guruji, my parents are poor and are looking for money somewhere...

The teacher said, "Son, even after being poor, you did not give up honesty.

There was a happy atmosphere in the atmosphere due to loud applause among all the children on the stage.

Education:-

Where medicines do not work, prayers work, so this little boy did not lose his faith even though his poverty was painful.

An honest man is God's best creation.

BEAUTIFUL THAN HEAVEN

Son... I am going to your uncle's house.

Why mother, and you are going to uncle's house a lot these days... If you feel like going, then go... Mother, you keep this money... it will be useful to you.

Mother was filled with joy as she saw that the values given to her were returning today.

When Mohan went to school, he always hesitated in taking pocket money from his mother because the financial condition of the house was not good. His father was able to run the house with great difficulty by working as a laborer. But his mother still put some coins in his pocket. She kept giving... while he refused again and again.

Father always used to tell mother.

You will accept it only after spoiling it... but mother always laughed and avoided it.

The wife's behavior towards her mother was also not very good. She used to quarrel every day... She did not like this interruption from the elders... Even the children do not go to grandmother's room, I too get late. Due to coming there is no time to talk.

One day I followed my mother... Why is mother in such a hurry to go to her uncle's house?

He was surprised to see that mother does not go to her maternal uncle's house.

She used to sit alone at the station, leaning against a tree, for hours.

Then an old man standing nearby, who was watching all this, said... Son... what are you looking at?

yes...that

Well, you are looking at that old woman...she comes here often and sits under the tree for hours and returns to her home in the evening. She looks like she belongs to a nice home.

Son... you will find not just one such but many elderly mothers and elderly fathers around here.

Yes, but why?

Son... When they do not get the love of elders at home... they feel very lonely, so they spend their time sitting here and there.

By the way, do you know… in old age, a person's mind becomes like a child, at that time they need more love and respect, but family members are not able to understand this, they only think that they have lived their life. Then they leave them alone, hesitate to take them anywhere, leave alone talking to them and often even find their opinions bitter, whereas the elders give advice to their children to save them from the dangers and problems arising from their experiences.

Didn't say anything to anyone after returning home. When his mother returned, he kept looking at all the members of the house.

No one was worried about the mother, no one talked to the mother, no one laughed or played, as if the mother was not even at home. In such a family, the wife and children were seen ignoring the mother.

In order to show everyone the way, he also stopped talking to his wife and children... He would go to work and come back without talking to anyone... Even if the children tried to talk to his wife, he would ignore it and get engrossed in work. Pretends to live...

Within three days everyone became upset...wife, children wanted to know the reason for this sadness.

Mohan made his family sit near him.

I lovingly explained to him that when I did not talk to you for four days, you became very upset.

Now think how much pain you are causing to your mother by behaving like this.

My mother is dear to me like your mother and then I hid the fact that my mother went to the station alone and sat there crying for hours.

Everyone was sorry for their bad behavior.

That day, as soon as mother returned home in the evening.

All the children clung to him...

Grandma, today we will sit with you… tell me some story.

The mother's eyes became wet, she hugged the children and started loving them and then the round of stories started which continued for hours. Meanwhile, Mohan's wife would bring fruits and sometimes tea and snacks for them. The mother herself would eat along with the children and Mohan and Now the atmosphere of the house had completely changed, even after feeding the children.

One morning, seeing his wife and mother sitting together, Mohan said loudly... Mother... What's the matter, are you not going to your uncle's house these days...

No son, now my home feels like heaven...

True mother… Mohan said looking at mother

Mother hugged her daughter-in-law and said...

yes, more beautiful than heaven!!

WISE MINISTER

It's an old-fashioned thing One king sent a letter and a small box of antimony to another king.

It was written in the letter that the antimony I am sending is very valuable.

Blindness gets cured by applying this.

The King was thinking He could not understand to whom to give it.

There were a considerable number of blind people in his kingdom,

But the quantity of antimony was just enough to restore the vision of two eyes.

The king wanted to give it to someone very dear to him.

Then the king suddenly remembered one of his old ministers.

That minister was very intelligent, but due to loss of eyesight he had taken leave from government work and stayed at home.

The king thought that if his eyesight came back then he would be able to get the services of that able minister again.

The king sent for the minister and gave him a box of antimony and said, 'Put this antimony in your eyes.

You will start seeing again.

Keep in mind that this is only for 2 eyes.

The minister put kohl in one eye.

Its light came back. The minister began to see everything with that eye.

Then he put the remaining antimony on his tongue.

The king got shocked after watching this.

He asked, 'What did you do?'

Now you will be able to see light in only one eye.

People will call you one-eyed.’

The minister replied, 'Rajan, don't worry.

I will not remain single eyed. I will light up the lives of thousands of blind people through my eyes

By tasting it I have come to know what Surma is made of.

Now I will make antimony myself and distribute it to the blind.

The king hugged the minister and said,

‘It is our good fortune that I got a minister like you.

If ministers of every state become like you then no one will feel sad..!!

FATHER LIKE ELDER BROTHER OR ELDER BROTHER LIKE FATHER

The train was going at full speed...but Ajay's impatient mind had gone to Anand...last night itself Anand called me, "Brother, you come here immediately, you are needed." What will happen to me if you don't come..."

Ajay got scared, "What's the matter son? What big trouble have you got?!" But by then Anand had switched off the mobile and could not talk even after trying it on several times. The whole night was spent praying to God for blessings...

The reservation was done by Anand himself. Sitting in an AC coach for the first time, Ajay was becoming uncomfortable in matching his attire, speech and activities with the environment around him, till date he had not even gone out of the village.. Anand, who was his life and He was studying outside, this is the last year of his studies.. (O Lord, please be kind to my son, give all his troubles to me, an illiterate fool...)

The latent impatience in her voice heard on his sudden phone call had forced him to sit in the train….The restless heart fearing some accident or some serious illness was suddenly filled with a pleasant feeling when healthy, happy Anand arrived at the station. Brother, you said you have come and hugged me...in reality, now he was no longer that small Anand whom he used to carry in his lap and the whole village could be measured.

Now Anand almost took her in his lap and took her to the luxurious car, opened the door, made her sit comfortably, then filled the glass of juice, brother, by the time you drink it comfortably, we will reach home… Anand gave her something. Wasn't even giving me a chance to ask...

As soon as he reached home, Anand arranged a good meal for him and kept a nice suit for him.. "Brother, take a quick bath and get ready wearing this suit quickly...

By the time Ajay asked something, where are you going, why have you called so urgently, Anand disappeared saying I will come right away. Ajay was not able to understand anything!! But Anand was looking very healthy and happy. This was the biggest thing for him. It was divine grace.

Within a short while, a driver again took him in the car to a luxurious hotel and with great respect took him to a grandly decorated hall and made him sit on the sofa right in front...Ajay himself in such a modern high level environment. Was feeling very uncomfortable and then Anand was also nowhere to be seen...!

Then suddenly the grand stage was illuminated with milky light and Ajay's name started being called from the mike. Someone in the mike was telling about Anand in a very sweet voice that today this grand stage is blessed by honoring the newly appointed collector of this city, Shri Anand ji. It is happening and for this we respectfully invite respected Shri Ajay ji on the stage....

My son became Collector Saheb. Ajay's heart soared as if it could not stop.. but why are you calling me..!

By then two well-equipped volunteers took him to the stage….

Before Ajay could understand anything, Anand placed his trophy and certificate in his hands and touched his feet...

Hey hey, son! Everyone is watching what he is doing. Saying this, Ajay hugged him and he was overwhelmed with tears of joy in his eyes.

Ajay said, let me see brother, let everyone see today...this is the brother of mine whose sacrifice, simplicity, unwavering love and tireless struggle got me this position...

Let me listen...

Today I tell everyone from my heart that ever since I regained consciousness, I have never seen my father...

I had heard that an elder brother is like a father, but brother, today I can say with certainty in front of everyone that

If I had a father, he would have been like my elder brother.

GOD'S GRACE IS ALWAYS AS VAST AS THE OCEAN

Once the Maharaja of a country was roaming around the villages to inquire about the well-being of his subjects. While roaming around, a button of his kurta broke.

He told his minister to find out which tailor is there in this village who can fit his button.

The minister found out that there was only one tailor in that village, who used to sew clothes.

He was taken before the king.

The king asked him...

Can you sew the button of my kurta?

The tailor said, yes sir...this is not a difficult task. He took the button from the minister and sewed the button of the king's kurta with needle and thread.

The king had the broken button, so the tailor just had to use his thread.

After the work was done, the king asked the tailor how much money should he give?

He said, Maharaj, let it be, it was a small task.

The tailor thought that the king also had the button, I have only used the thread.

The king again asked the tailor, tell me how much money should I give?

The tailor thought that he would just ask for one rupee.

Then he thought in his mind that if the king thinks that he is taking one rupee from me in exchange for sewing the button, then how much would he be taking from the villagers. In those days even one rupee was worth a lot.

The tailor said to the king, Maharaj, give me whatever you think is appropriate.

Now he was the Maharaja,

He had to give as per his wish.

Lest his position be spoiled by giving, he told his minister to give two villages to this tailor, this is our order.

Where the tailor was demanding only one rupee and

Where the king gave him two villages.

The meaning of this story is that

When we leave everything on God, He gives as per His own will. We just stop asking, we don't know what the giver wants to give?

That's why always express your full faith and trust.

Always remain focused on Almighty God.

God's mercy and blessings will always be like an ocean for us.

As soon as it happens, it becomes huge.

PRICE OF SAW

Once upon a time there was a carpenter. He went to work for a businessman in a far away city. One day while working his saw broke. He could not work without a saw, and it was difficult to return to his village, so he reached a village adjacent to the city. After asking around, he came to know about the blacksmith.

He went to the blacksmith and said- Brother, my saw is broken, please make a good saw for me.

The blacksmith said, “I will make it, but it will take time, you can come tomorrow at the same time and get the saw from me.”

The carpenter was in a hurry so he said, “Brother, take some more money but make me a saw right now!”

“It is not a matter of money, brother… If I make a tool in such a hurry, I will not be satisfied with it, I never leave any stone unturned in making a tool!”, explained the blacksmith.

The carpenter agreed, and came the next day to take his saw.

The saw was very well made. The carpenter was able to work easier and better than before.

The carpenter happily told this to his master and praised the blacksmith a lot.

Seth also looked closely at the saw!

“How much money did the blacksmith take for this?” Seth asked the carpenter.

“Ten rupees!”

Seth thought in his mind that anyone in the city would be ready to pay thirty rupees for such a good saw. Why not make dozens of such saws from that blacksmith and sell them in the city?

The next day Seth reached the blacksmith and said, “I will make a lot of saws from you and will give you ten rupees for each saw, but I have one condition… from today onwards you will work only for me. You will not make saws and sell them to anyone else.”

“I can't accept your condition!” The blacksmith said.

Seth thought that the blacksmith wanted more money. He said, “Okay, I will give you fifteen rupees for each saw… now my condition is accepted.”

The blacksmith said, “No, I still cannot accept your condition. I will determine the value of my hard work myself. I can't work for you. I am satisfied with this price, I don't want any higher price than this.” “You are a very strange man… does anyone refuse the coming Lakshmi?”, the businessman said with surprise. The blacksmith said, “You will take the saw from me and then sell it to poor buyers at double the price.” But I cannot become a means of exploitation of any poor person. If I get greedy, many people will have to pay for it, so I cannot accept your proposal.”

Seth understood that no amount of wealth in the world can buy a true and honest person. He remains firm on his principles.

It is a great virtue to rise above one's own interests and think about others. If the blacksmith wanted, he could easily earn good money but he knew that his little greed would prove harmful for many needy people and he did not fall for the greed of the merchant.

Education

Friends, if we look carefully, then like a blacksmith, most of us know when our selfishness causes harm to other people, but despite knowing this, we work for our own benefit. We have to change this behavior, regardless of what other people do, we have to decide for ourselves not to do anything for our own benefit that hurts others.

THANK YOU BROTHER

As soon as I got down from the tempo at Kidwai Nagar intersection and moved ahead, three or four rickshaw pullers moved towards me and said, "Come Babu, K-Block."

The same morning and evening riders and the same rickshaw pullers at the intersection. Everyone starts recognizing each other's faces. The rickshaws on which I used to reach home in the evening were only three or four. By nature, I select my shops, rides or friends, trust them and do not change them frequently.

I sat on a rickshaw. Today in the office the director had expressed his displeasure at me without any reason, so my mind was distracted and my heart was heavy. I could not know when the rickshaw turned from the main road and when it stopped in front of my house.

"Come, Babuji, your home has arrived." I became alert after hearing the voice of the rickshaw puller. Finding the rickshaw parked in front of the gate, I got down, took out money from my pocket, gave it to the rickshaw puller and turned and moved towards home.

"Babu ji"

Hearing the rickshaw puller's voice, I turned and looked at him questioningly and said, "Did I pay less?"

"No Babuji"

"Then what's the matter? Are you thirsty?"

"No Babuji"

"So brother, tell me, what's the matter?"

"Babuji, has anything happened in the office?"

"Yes... but how did you know!" I asked in surprise.

"Babuji, today you did not talk to me while sitting in the rickshaw. You did not ask anything about my family. You remained silent the whole way."

"Yes, brother, today there is some unrest in my mind, that's why I remained silent. But I gave you the money in full!"

"Babuji, I gave you the money but..."

"But what else...?"

"Babu ji, you did not thank me today.. Babu ji, where do we get respect in the life of rickshaw pullers. People do not even pay the fare. Some even beat us. You are the only one who starts talking to us as soon as we sit in the rickshaw. They ask about your well being, about family, about children's education etc. , Babuji, it feels good when someone becomes your own. On top of all this, you not only pay the fare in full, you give us cold water to drink after coming home and also thank the people. We talk about you at the intersection as “Thank you Babuji”… but today…”

His voice was wet.

I took off my bag and kept it near the gate. She placed her hand on his shoulder and said softly, "Brother, please forgive me. Everything went wrong due to my heavy heart. I sincerely thank you for dropping me to my house. Thank you brother."

He smiled and applied pressure on the pedals and moved forward.

Always be happy.

Thank you brother

YOU WILL ENJOY ONLY IF YOU READ IT COMPETELY

Thieves entered the house of a Jain fakir at night. There was nothing in the house. There was only one blanket, which the fakir was lying on. Cold night, full moon night. The fakir started crying because of the pain of thieves coming into the house and there being nothing to steal. Hearing his sobbing, the thieves asked, “Brother, why are you crying?” He couldn't resist. So the fakir said that he had come- Come sometime, come for the first time in your life! You gave me this good fortune! Even me a fakir was given this opportunity! People do not go to beggars to steal, they go to emperors. Why did you come to steal, you made me an emperor! For a moment I also felt that thieves could come to my house too! Such good fortune! But then my eyes are filled with tears, I tried to stop myself so that your work would not get hampered, but I could not stop. Sobs came out because there was nothing in the house. If you had informed me two days in advance, I would have made arrangements. Please inform me when you come again. I am a poor man. If I had time for two-four days, I would have collected something by begging. Right now I only have this blanket, you take it. And look, don't deny. If you refuse, my heart will be deeply hurt.

The thieves were frightened and could not understand anything. He had never met such a man.

She had been stealing all her life, but this was the first time she was meeting a man. There is a lot of crowd, where are the people! The faces are of a man, where is the man? For the first time, there was shame in his eyes. And for the first time he bowed before someone and could not refuse. Why hurt him by refusing, he took the blanket. Difficult to even take! There is nothing else on it! When the blanket was removed, it was revealed that the fakir was naked. He was covered with a blanket, that was his only clothing – the same cover, the same bed. But the fakir said. Don't worry about me, I am used to being naked. And you came back from the village after walking three miles, on a cold night, who leaves the house. Even the dogs are lurking.

You take it quietly and inform me when you come again.

The thieves got so scared that they ran out.

While going out, the fakir shouted, listen, at least close the door and thank me.

The man is strange, the thieves thought. And so strong was his voice that they thanked him, closed the door and ran away. Then the fakir stood at the window and kept watching the thieves going away and he wrote a song - the meaning of the song is that I am very poor, if I had my way, I would have taken down even the full moon from the sky and presented it to them! Who comes to whose door at midnight?

This is a believer.

It does not believe in God, but it believes in the divinity of every individual. There is no person like God, But it has faith in the vast ocean of divinity which is beating inside every person, which is sitting as a temple of life, which is breathing.

Then the thieves were caught. A case was registered in the court and that blanket was also seized. And that blanket was a well-known blanket. That was the blanket of that famous fakir. The magistrate immediately recognized that it was that fakir's blanket - so you have stolen it from that poor fakir's place too! The fakir was called. And the magistrate said that if the fakir said that this blanket is mine and you have stolen it, then we do not need any further proof. One statement of that man is greater than the statements of a thousand men. Then I will give you as severe punishment as I can. Then I don't care whether your thefts are proven or not. If that one man said...

The thieves were nervous, trembling and sweating when the fakir came to the court. And the fakir came and told the magistrate that no, these people are not thieves, they are very good people. I presented a blanket and he thanked me. And when thanks were given, the matter was over. I gave the blanket, he thanked me. Not only this, these are such nice people that they even closed the door when they went out.

This is theism. *The magistrate left the thieves because the fakir said so. Don't hurt them, they are lovely people, nice people, good people. The thieves fell at the feet of the fakir and asked him to initiate us. He retired. And the fakir laughed a lot later. And he said that he had gifted the blanket so that you could enter Sannyasa. You could hardly digest this. All my prayers were woven into this blanket. This blanket contained the story of all my words. It was not a blanket. Like Kabir says, Na-jhini-jhini bini re chadariya! The fakir said that he had woven it with prayers. I meditated wearing this. It had the color and smell of my tomb. You couldn't avoid it. I was sure that he will bring the blanket for you too. And you have finally arrived. That day the night had come, today the day has come. That day he came like a thief, today he came like a disciple. I had faith.

Worship in my mind, sunshine in my mind

AMAZING GIFT

When I reached my in-laws' house after five days of holidays, my husband was standing in front of the house to welcome me. When we entered inside, there was a gleaming Swift Dezire car parked in the small garage.

When I asked my husband a question with my eyes, he handed me the keys of the car and said: - "From tomorrow you will go to college in this car, Professor Sahiba!"

"Oh my God!!'' I was so happy that nothing else came out of my mouth. Just in excitement and emotion, I gave a big hug to Tehsildar Saheb and clung to him like a mistletoe.

His way of giving gifts is also strange. Everything quietly and suddenly!! Own an old Indigo and bought more expensive ones for me.

This man gave so many gifts in his 6 years of married life. If I count, I get tired. He is honest and does not take bribes.

But they are so spendthrifts that they buy gifts with borrowed money.

After a long hug, I separated and started inspecting the car. It was my favorite color. She was very beautiful.

Then my eyes went to the place where my scooter used to park. Stubbornly! That place was empty.

“Where is the scooter?” I shouted and asked. “I sold it, what to do with it now? There is not even that much space in the parking lot.”

"You sold it without asking me?" "It was only a scooter; an old one. Why are you angry?" When he said in an emotionless voice, I screamed: - "It was not a scooter. It was my life. My heartbeats resided in it. It was the only sign of my father. Near.

I respect your gift but not without that scooter. I don't want your car. You sold my most precious thing. That too without asking me.'" I cried.

Hearing the noise, my mother-in-law came out. When he touched my head I started crying even more. “Don't cry son, I already told you this.

Ask your daughter-in-law once. But the son has grown up. Tehsildar!! Where will he listen to his mother? But don't cry. And why are you standing here looking at the scooter again?"

Tehsildar Saheb came to me with his head bowed. Had never seen me crying before. Love that is limitless. Said in a pleading voice:- Sorry friend! How did I know that Scooty is so close to your heart. I have sold the scrap for only seven thousand rupees.

Of what use was that little money to me? You just sold the car and what will you do with it after getting it? I wanted to give you happiness, not tears. I will go and get it right now. “Then he left.

I came and sat in my room. Inert c. What was the husband's fault also? Yes, once or twice he had said to sell it and buy a new one. I also laughed and said that no, this is fine.

But suddenly I became very emotional after not seeing the scooty. How can it not happen? That scooty was not my father's "status".

When I was in college, a girl studying with me came to college with a new scooter. All her friends were congratulating her.

Then I asked him: - "How much is it? The answer he gave with all his might took my life away: -" How much is it? This is beyond the limits of you and your father."

Suddenly there was no feeling in my legs. All the girls had left from there. But I remained sitting there. No one had seen the pain in my heart. I had never realized that they all considered me to be "poor" unlike them. But that day I felt that I was not among them.

Even when she came home, she could not hide her sadness. She hugged her mother and cried. When I told my mother, she just said, "Don't pay too much attention to mean girls! Concentrate on your studies!"

When father came home at night, I also asked him: - "Papa, are we poor?"

Then father said while stroking his head, “We are not poor, daughter, we are just having a little poor time.”

Then even the next day I did not go to college. Don't know why I didn't feel like it. Papa came home early in the evening. And what they brought was such a great happiness for me that it cannot be expressed in words. A lovely scooter. Butterfly C. Like a golden bird.

No, she was like a white angel. The flight of my dreams. She was my life. To be honest, I could not sleep that night. I don't remember how many times I thanked my father. Where did the scooter come from?

I couldn't even think with great happiness where the money came from. Then my training continued for two days. Knew how to ride a bicycle. Also learned to drive a scooter.

Reached college after five days. With his father's "status". like a princess. As if you have just got down from the golden chariot. To be honest, that day was the happiest day in my life. Everyone came to know how much my father loves me.

But after a few days, a friend told that she was sitting on Papa's cycle rickshaw. Then I said no friend, you are sitting on someone else's cycle rickshaw. My father has his own tempo.

But inside my mind was tingling. Did Papa sell the tempo for my scooter? And it's been over six months. I was not even allowed to know. When father came home in the evening, I looked at him angrily.

Today, after so many days, when I had some free time, I realized that I had become thin. Otherwise there was no time to look carefully. They used to come at night and leave in the morning. The tempos also used to be parked far away at a friend's house.

How to know it has been sold. I ran and hugged him!:-"Papa, why did you do this?" That's all that came out of my mouth. The cry that had come.

"You are my pride daughter, if I see tears in your eyes then what kind of father am I? Don't worry, I haven't sold it. I kept it as a mortgage. I will get it back this month."

"You are the best father in the world. Even the best of the best. Where was the need to prove it? When did I ask for a scooty? Why did you do this? You carried passengers on your feet for six months. Oh father, how much trouble did you endure for me?

I couldn't understand anything, you idiot." And I started crying loudly. Then we all started crying. My two younger brothers. My mother too.

I don't know how long I kept crying. That scooty was not for me. Mine was a flying cradle watered with my father's blood. And sold it to some junkman. There will definitely be sorrow.

Suddenly my trance broke. A familiar voice reached my ears. Quickly, quickly, my husband Dev i.e. Tehsildar Saheb was driving my flying cart. And he looked like a complete idiot while driving. But a lovely idiot.

DAUGHTER AND SISTER

Father shouts loudly...

Satyam son...

He comes running and asks. What's the matter, father?

Father: Don't you know that your sister is coming today? This time she will celebrate her birthday with all of us.

Now go quickly and bring your sister, yes and listen... you take your new car which you bought yesterday... she will love it.

Me: But my friend took my car in the morning itself… and the driver also took your car saying that the brakes of the car have to be checked.

Father: Okay, so you go to the station by taking someone's car or by renting one? He will get great happiness.

Me: Hey, is that the girl who won't be able to come? Will come, why do you worry about taking a taxi or auto---

Father: Aren't you ashamed to say this? Despite having cars in the house, will the daughter of the house come by taxi or auto?

Me: Okay dad, you go, I have a lot of work, I can't go.

Father: Don't you care about your sister at all? If the sister gets married, does she become a stranger? Doesn't he have the right to love from all of us? Your sister has as much right in this house as you do. No daughter or sister becomes a stranger after leaving her maternal home.

Me - But she has become a stranger to me and only I have the right on this house.

Taadak… Taadak…

Suddenly father's hand rises on me and then mother comes.

Mummy: You should have some shame, you don't raise your hand on such a young son.

Father: Didn't you hear what he said? He calls his sister a stranger; this is the same sister who was not separated from him even for a moment - used to take care of him every moment. She would even save her pocket money and buy something for him. Even at the time of parting, she hugged her brother and cried more than us. And today he calls the same sister a stranger.

Me - (smiling) "Today is also aunt's birthday, isn't it, Papa?" She has come to this house many times, but every time she has come by auto. You never went to take her in your car...

It is true that today she is in poverty but yesterday she was also very rich. He has generously helped and supported you, me, this house. Aunty had also left this house, then what is the difference between Shivani Di and aunty. Shivani is my sister and aunt is also your sister.

"Papa" You are my guide, you are my hero but just because of this I cry every time alone. Just then the sound of a car stopping outside is heard.

By then father also started crying in the fire of remorse due to my words and I too, sister runs and hugs father and mother… but seeing his condition she asks what happened father?

Papa - Today your brother has become my father too.

Shivani - Oh crazy...!! New car right? It is very nice, I have driven it myself with the driver sitting behind and the color is also of my choice.

Me - "happy birthday to you Di..."

That car is yours and from us you get a "birthday gift.."!

Sister jumps with joy as soon as she hears it, and then "aunt" also comes inside.

Aunt - What brother, you too? No call, no news, you suddenly sent the car, I came running happily "It felt as if Papa is still alive.."

Here father looks at me with tears in his eyelids… and I signal father to remain silent.

Here aunt keeps saying how lucky I am. That "I got a brother like my father", May God grant me a brother like you in every birth...

"Papa-mom had come to know that... all this was Satyam's handiwork, but today once again seeing their relationships getting stronger, they started crying with joy from inside. They were now completely sure that...my dear Even after this, my son will always protect the relationships.

"Daughter and Sister"

These are two very precious words whose lifespan is very short. Because after marriage, daughter and sister become someone's wife, someone's sister-in-law and someone's daughter-in-law. Maybe... girls come to their parents' house for this very reason...

He would love to hear the words "daughter and sister" again!!

GREATEST VIRTUE

A king needed a servant for himself. His minister presented a capable person to the king after two days. The king made him his servant but later said to the minister, "Although this man is fine, his appearance is not good." The minister found this strange but remained silent.

Once during the summer season, the king asked the servant to bring water. The servant brought water in a golden vessel. When the king drank the water, it felt a little hot to drink. The king rinsed it and threw it away. He said, “Such hot water, that too in this summer season, you don't even understand this much.” The minister was watching all this. The minister asked the servant to bring water in an earthen vessel. The king felt satisfied after drinking this water.

On this the minister said, “Maharaj, look within, not outside.” The gold vessel is beautiful, valuable and good, but it does not have the quality of providing coolness. Earthen pot is very simple but it has the ability to make one cool. Don't look at the mere appearance, look at the qualities.'' From that day the king's perspective changed.

The character gets the right to get respect, prestige, fame and reverence, not the face. Chanakya has said that a man becomes good by his qualities and not by sitting on a high seat or by title. Just like a crow remains a crow even after sitting on the top of a tall palace; Doesn't become Garuda. Similarly, indelible beauty shines through the purity of the mind, because beauty is not just a presentation of appearance, features, gait, lifestyle and thinking style. It is the mirror of a person's mind, thoughts, thinking and actions. Many people look beautiful from outside but are very ugly from inside. Whereas there are people who are not beautiful from outside but the purity of their feelings is so much within them that their personality becomes magnetic. There is a big difference between being beautiful and looking.

Education:

Your character is your biggest quality.

FUTILE ANGER

A snake entered the sack containing a carpenter's tools. While entering, the carpenter's saw kept in the sack pricked his body and caused a wound, due to which he started feeling pain and became disoriented.

In anger, he pressed the saw hard between his two jaws. Now he also got a wound in his mouth and started bleeding!!

Now, troubled by this pain, to teach the saw a lesson, the snake wrapped its entire body around the saw and held it with all its strength. Due to this, the entire body of that snake got cut at many places and it died.

Similarly, many times, when we are even slightly hurt, we get into a rage and cause great harm to ourselves in order to teach the other person a lesson.

education

The story says that nothing is gained from anger except loss and regret..!!

DOUBT

Sudha had just bought vegetables and turned towards home when she stopped seeing someone else sitting on a bike behind Mohan... A beautiful woman was sitting tightly behind Mohan and one of her hands was on Mohan's shoulder. ..

Sudha's body caught fire and she hissed like a snake - Okay... so at this age you are blooming...

Sudha, who used to walk every day to buy vegetables, immediately took an auto and hurriedly reached home. Mohan had not yet reached home and was waiting. It was 7 o'clock in the evening. Earlier, Sudha used to come home every day and go out angrily to roam around the gallery. She started gasping…what happened mummy?

Seeing her mother so restless, elder daughter Aaradhya asked... Aaradhya returned from college and her college friend was also with her.

That's why Sudha said... nothing...

A little nervous...that's why I'm walking...

Mom, turn me around, even in the morning... you have become so fat...saying this, Aaradhya went to her room.

"fat.... Although the children used to use such words for Sudha many times, but today these words were piercing Sudha like arrows. She went inside the room and stood in front of the mirror. Today she started looking at herself very carefully and started thinking, "Really, she She has become very fat...

She started looking at the fat on her waist and stomach, started looking for the age running away in her swollen cheeks. She realized that at the age of 35, she started looking like 50. She started thinking how slim she was in her youth.

But all the beauty was lost while taking care of the household and children...

Oh...that's why Mohan's heart was filled, that's why she was sitting with her mouth glued to her pen. Mohan is still handsome at the age of 40...

He hanged my innocent husband… Oh God, what should I do now…

Being nervous, BP started increasing, Sudha quickly took a tablet and suddenly took some tough decision and then a feeling of satisfaction appeared on her face.

Mohan reached home by 8 o'clock. Sudha did not even let him know that she was angry. From the next day, all the members of the house went crazy with surprise. Sudha had started exercising at 7 o'clock in the morning, getting up at 4 o'clock in the morning, Kapalbhati, Pranayama, Suryanamaskar and all those yogasanas and exercises which I had searched on the net throughout the night, were doing them one by one.

After an hour of hard work, she came and spread herself on the bed.

The whole body including hands and legs started hurting. After some time, the fever got so strong that the body also started swelling. Seeing the condition getting serious, the elder daughter Aaradhya called her father Mohan and the family ran to the hospital with Sudha.

Seeing the worsening condition, the doctors immediately admitted Sudha, the elder child of the family.

Everyone was scolding Sudha that why did she suddenly have to do so much exercise? Now even if Sudha said with wet eyes, did she tell anyone about her obesity….

Her years of love and happiness were being snatched away from her by her husband Mohan.

All the family members were scolding Sudha that what was the need to do so much at once.

Even if poor Sudha speaks now, what can she say?

How to say that Mohan has changed his love...

Her happiness, her world, her husband is now having an affair with a young slim girl...

How to tell that her step-in-law is going to come to this house, to save this house from that, she was slimming herself so that her husband Parmeshwar Mohan would not look at anyone else, let alone that witch.

Meanwhile, Mohan had also come to the hospital after taking leave from the office, but he did not scold Sudha at all. Everyone in the house slowly went back. Only Mohan and Sudha were left in the hospital. Then Mohar asked...

You are looking worried...since last night...what's the matter...

Sudha did not answer but just turned her face away.

Sudha's body was still burning like a pan. Mohan did not argue... He kept placing the cold bandage on her forehead again and again. This sequence continued throughout the night and due to this I did not sleep even for a moment...

Sudha also remained unconscious the whole night due to pain and fever...doctors said that her BP was not being controlled, if this condition continued then there was a danger to her lungs and heart...

Then in the morning that beautiful woman also came to meet him. Seeing her, Sudha turned her face away. Then Mohan introduced her - Hey Sudha... look here...

This is Sonia Didi, I have already mentioned her to you many times, she was transferred to my office just two days ago... Didi joined yesterday.

Just yesterday the same was shifted...to the colony near us...

Didi had invited me for tea in the evening

Us along with the family.....

But your health...

Hearing this, Sudha sank to the ground in shame.

Uff, how crazy and stupid I am...

She doubted her god-like husband.

He greeted Sonia Didi with his eyes down...

Then a miracle happened, within the next ten minutes his BP became normal... the fever went down...

The medicine that was found was only the pain which was going to get cured gradually. By the evening Sudha was discharged. She came home and kept apologizing to the Tulsi plant and the Gods and Goddesses again and again. She was a crazy person somewhere....

A composition full of domestic sentiments...

EVIL IN GOODNESS

A disciple was going to his village after taking a week's leave from his guru. At that time one had to go to the village on foot. While going, he saw a well on the way.

The disciple was thirsty, so he took water from the well and moistened his throat. The disciple felt amazingly satisfied, because the water of the well was extremely sweet and cool.

The disciple thought - Why not take the water from here for Guruji also. He filled his mush and started back towards the ashram. He reached the ashram and told everything to Guruji.

Guruji took the conch shell from the disciple and drank the water and felt satisfied. He said to the disciple – Really the water is like Ganges water. The disciple was happy. Hearing such praise from Guruji, the disciple took permission and went to his village.

After some time, another disciple living in the ashram came to Guruji and expressed his desire to drink that water. Guruji gave the wineskin to the disciple. As soon as the disciple took a sip, he rinsed the water out.

The disciple said - Guruji, there is bitterness in this water and neither is this water cold. You praised that disciple so much unnecessarily.

Guruji said - Son, what if there is no sweetness and coolness in this water. It is in the mind of the person who brought it. When that disciple drank water, love for me swelled in his heart. This is important. Like you, I too did not like the water from this wineskin. But I didn't want to upset her by saying this.

It may be that when the water was filled in the mashak, then it was cool and when the mashak was not cleaned, this water did not remain the same while coming here, but the love of the person who brings it does not decrease, doesn't it?

Moral of the story - Things that hurt others can be avoided and good can be found in every evil.

SEARCH OF PEACE OF MIND

A sad man, saddened by his condition, came to a Mahatma ji and said - Mahatma ji, my desire to live has ended. Tell me what should I do?

Mahatma ji asked - with whom are you sad?

That person said - of his family

From quarrels and from your business.

Then Mahatma ji said – God has given you the happiness of food, clothing and shelter ever since you were born. Ups and downs in life, this is the law of nature.

Lord Shri Ram's fourteen years of exile, Tara Rani's ordeal, Prahlad's Holika Dahan and torture by his father, and Guru Nanak Dev and Lord Mahavir Jain, who knows how many such Mahatmas struggled in their lives, but their victory was Who accepted the time,

Learned something from your past and learned to live in the present without worrying about the future. Every moment is a person's last moment, so learn to be thankful instead of crying. No one knows the value of breathing until it stops. The breath that is flowing inside us is the biggest blessing of God.

Have you ever realized how many breaths we have taken on ourselves today? You take care of every precious thing of yours, but have you ever thought about this precious thing and thanked God because of whom we exist?

Well, there is an unchanging law of breaths, although they come and go, but when they finally leave, they do not come back again. No force or no recommendation in the world can call it back, nor can you exchange it. The day it ends, we, you and everyone else also ends.

Without giving thanks to the precious treasure with which we were born and which God gave us, we take care of all the things in the world without appreciating that treasure, but neither this treasure nor the one who gave it. Never pay attention to or thank you.

The day these breaths stop coming and going, all relationships, respect, wealth and glory will end. Therefore, appreciate this precious treasure, and thank the one who gave it with every breath you take.

I can only show you the path, you will have to walk it yourself. The universe is running on the basis of karma and destiny, happiness and sorrow are created on the basis of karma only.

Luck is accumulated through prayers, happiness is achieved by giving happiness, anger brings sadness, speaking tactfully and remaining silent brings peace to the mind. Now the pen of destiny is in your hands, write it as you wish.

That sad person, after listening to Mahatma ji's knowledge, said - Mahatma ji, despite knowing all this, I had deviated from my path. First of all thanks to you and then to God for guiding me.

Saying this, the sad person bowed to Mahatma ji very happily and with a light heart and took leave from there after receiving his blessings.

Meaning, we consider God to be the reason for the bad deeds done by us and the reason for suffering them. Have we ever thought that God is not made to do bad?

Rather, we get happiness and sorrow only because of our deeds. That's why we should do good and good deeds every moment and keep thanking our God.

MISSING IN LIFE

What are we missing in life,

What are we getting, our illusion

There lived a very rich man in a village. People called him Seth Dhaniram. That Seth had abundant wealth due to which his relatives, relatives, brothers and sisters always surrounded him, they used to sing his tunes, Seth also helped all those people a lot.

Then suddenly, after some time, Seth fell ill with a terrible disease. Seth got many treatments for this terrible disease but it could not be cured. Ultimately Seth died.

Yamdoots came to take that Seth with them, as soon as Yamdoots started taking Seth away, Seth went a little distance and started praying to Yamdoots to give him some time, I will come back immediately.

The messengers gave him permission.

Seth returned, looked around and came back to the Yamdoots and said, let's go quickly. The Yamdoots were surprised to see him ready to go with them like this and asked Seth the reason for this.

Seth said in a disappointed tone - I had collected immense wealth by cheating, fed people a lot and also helped them a lot, I thought that they would never leave me. Now that I am leaving this world forever, they all have changed. Instead of being sad for me, they have already started planning to divide my property. No one has the slightest regret for me. Is .

Hearing Seth's words, Yamdoot said - In this world, every living being comes alone and goes alone. Whatever good or bad action a person does, he himself has to suffer the consequences of it. Every living being understands this truth but late.

Life Lesson: We are seeing this in our lives also. People have forgotten the truth of life and have fallen prey to the traps created by humans like greed, money, evil etc. The food you eat stays in your stomach for 4 hours, the clothes you wear stay in your stomach for 4 months.

But the knowledge you gain. He remains with you till your last breath. And it becomes a culture and passes on to your next generation. The seed of knowledge never goes waste. Let's make it as successful as we can, success comes only by making it successful.

Look, listen and understand every person in a positive way. The more we read, listen, understand, the more we realize our shortcomings. And by removing this deficiency, we keep moving towards the destination of success.

what did you bring

Who will take what?

do something like this

That people remember you.

DAUGHTER-IN-LAW, IF YOU ALLOW, CAN I TAKE MY MY SON HOME

There was great peace in the house. Even if the leaves moved, their sound could be heard. There was more silence and silence in Vaidehi ji's mind than that. Two people were present in the house but despite that both were in different rooms. Suddenly the sound of glass falling broke Vaidehi ji's trance. When she got up and went to the kitchen, she saw that her husband Somesh ji was cleaning the water that had fallen on the floor.

You leave it. I will clean it

Came to drink water. I don't know how the glass suddenly fell from my hand.

Oh no problem. "It happens sometimes" Vaidehi ji said, took the mop from Somesh ji's hand and started cleaning the floor. Somesh ji was not able to tolerate his silence so he said

Come, let's perform evening aarti in the neighboring temple.

I don't feel like it, sir. if you want to go then you go

How long will you keep waiting for your son? Will come after four to five days.

Yes, I know how it will come... Vaidehi ji said sarcastically.

Leave it now Why are you waiting The more you expect unnecessarily, the more you will be worried.

"I am also a mother"

While saying this, Vaidehi ji started crying bitterly. But this time Somesh ji did not make her silent but took her hand in his and let her cry silently. This has happened every time since Vansh got married.

Vansh was the only son of Somesh ji and Vaidehi ji. He was born seven years after the full marriage, so he was also a darling. His parents paid very good attention to his education. Educated and made him an engineer. Today he is working on a big position in a multinational company.

Vansh was well settled, so two years ago, after a lot of thought, he was married to Roma. There was a lot of desire that if the daughter-in-law comes home, then there will be brightness in the house for a few days. After that anyway he had to go with Vansh to his job place in Bangalore.

But Armaan all got dashed. After the marriage, she spent a few days roaming around and after returning from the honeymoon, she went to her parents' house and sat down saying that she was missing her mother. Yes, a day before Vansh was to leave for Bengaluru, Roma had come to her in-laws' house to pack her luggage. Even then he did not talk properly to Vaidehi ji. But everyone felt that she is still new. The atmosphere of the house is also new. That's why it is not able to mix. But this misunderstanding was also dispelled by Somesh ji and Vaidehi because whenever Roma used to come, she used to stay directly at her maternal house. And the in-laws used to come and meet her three to four hours before the day she had to leave. Earlier, still Vansh used to leave Roma and come to Someshji and Vaidehiji. But for the last four times, Vansh used to stay with Vaidehi at her maternal home.

When Somesh ji asked Vansh to stay with his mother for a few days, Vansh was disappointed and said, Papa, I want to stay, but what should I do? Roma doesn't like it. She says that I am a daughter so I have to take permission to go to my maternal home. It's good for you if you go and stay with your mother. Stay with my parents for sometime, so that their heart becomes happy. Now tell me father what should I do?

But son, where have we ever stopped him? And anyway, when did she stay with us?

Papa, you are right, but what to do? Even if I try to come a day or two before, she sits down with a pout. If I say something, she starts fighting again and then I remain silent for the peace of the house.

And this time also the same happened. Vansh and Roma have come to this city for the last three days but are staying at Roma's maternal home.

Every time Vaidehi ji used to pacify, but this time her condition could not be seen from Somesh ji. On the second day, Somesh ji left home after getting ready early in the morning and reached straight to Roma's maternal home. Everyone was surprised to see him coming home so early in the morning. Then Roma's father said...

Hey Samdhi ji, it's so early in the morning today. Let's sit, how did you come this morning, "Samdhi ji, just came to take your permission" Somesh ji also said with folded hands.

Everyone was surprised to hear his words and started looking at each other's faces.

We don't understand Samdhiji, what do you want to say" Roma's father was still puzzled.

What is that, Samadhi ji, earlier when daughters got married and went to their in-laws' house, their parents used to come to bring them back and would casually seek permission from their in-laws. Look Samadhi ji, we know that times have changed so we have no objection. We have also come to ask your permission to take our son. His mother also waits for him the whole year. But what to do, my son cannot speak, so if you and Roma ask, can I take my son home?”

Hey Samadhi ji, why are you saying this? The son and daughter-in-law are yours. You have full rights on them.

Really? I never felt it in the two years of marriage. On the contrary, it felt as if my son had also become a guest. Who comes an hour or two before departure from here and leaves after meeting us like guests." Then finally Roma's father looked at his wife and his daughter Roma. Both of them were standing silently with their eyes down, finally Roma's father said...

Sorry Samadhi ji, it is not your fault, it is our fault. We never paid attention to this. Got the daughter married but never saw how she is behaving in her in-laws' house.

Then he turned to Roma and said...

Go to Roma, pack your bags. You are going to your in-laws house today itself. And remember, just like your parents wait to see you, your husband's parents also wait to see him. If you come to meet here, at least maintain a balance at both the places and walk. And if you want to go to your in-laws house like a guest, then sorry, after today you will be welcomed at your maternal home like a guest. Remember, don't get a chance to complain.....!

Seeing her father's strict attitude, Roma did not dare to say anything. She went inside and packed her and Vansh's luggage and left for her in-laws house with Somesh ji. Here the door bell of the house rang and Vaidehi ji went and opened the door. She became happy seeing the son and daughter-in-law standing in front of her.... Hey you guys? Are you going today itself?"

Hearing Vaidehi ji's question, son and daughter-in-law felt embarrassed. But then Vansh hugged his mother and said, no mother, this time we will stay with you for a few days. Didn't feel like being there without you!

"Really? Wait wait, I just came."

Vaidehi ji hurriedly went to the Pooja house and brought the Pooja plate after performing the aarti for her son and daughter-in-law and brought her to the house. After some time Somesh ji also came to the house and was happy to see Vaidehi ji's happiness.

Where did you go in the morning? Look, the children have come home and now these people will stay here for a few days.

"Okay! This is a matter of great pleasure."

Saying this Somesh ji went to his room. But he never told his wife nor did he let his son and daughter-in-law tell that how did the son-daughter-in-law suddenly come home to stay? After all, he wanted to maintain a mother's faith.

Not necessarily to break something

be stoned

even by changing tone

A lot of things break!!

PILGRIMAGE

"Dad, I have prepared a bag for you and

Will apply after eating the second meal. If you want to keep something else, remind me." Siya said while serving food to her father-in-law.

"Yes son, there is no hurry, take it easy, do it tomorrow morning. You must be tired today, you go to sleep."

Jawahar had retired from the Electricity Department only three years back. After his retirement, every year he used to spend few months of summer in Haridwar with his wife.

Had bought a small house there so there was no problem of accommodation. When he lived in Haridwar, every day both husband and wife would walk half a kilometer, reach the ghat, bathe in the Ganges and return home on foot after visiting the temple. In the evening, sometimes he used to participate in bhajan kirtan and sometimes in the aarti of some temple. The rest of his life was devoted to the worship of God and at the feet of Ganga Maiya.

When they lived in their city, every day both husband and wife would go for a walk in the park and then return after visiting the temple. In the evening, when two or four friends of Jawahar ji would gather, there would be a discussion of religion and philosophy.

Son Akash also worked in the electrical department and Siya was taking care of the household chores with a maid. There was never any shortage of money, everything was going well.

Next day Jawahar ji had to leave for Haridwar at ten in the morning, so he went to sleep soon after having dinner. The wife also started collecting her small essentials and putting them in another bag.

"Siya..... Siya son! Look, I can't find my new glasses..." Mother-in-law called Siya.

Siya was talking to someone on the phone in her room. Akash had gone for a walk after having food.

Siya's mother-in-law went towards her room after shouting two or three times. Her throat was full. The phone was of a neighbor girl living in Siya's Pehr.

"What shall I do Uma, I cannot keep Dadi with me at my in-laws house." Siya was sharing her problems with Uma over the phone. "I don't know how my mother-in-law and father-in-law would feel, on the other hand my heart starts crying after hearing the pitiable condition of grandmother. What should I do, I don't understand anything."

Siya's mother had passed away in Siya's childhood. Now Siya's grandmother and father were the only ones in the house. The responsibility of bringing up Anuj and Kamal, two brothers older than Siya and Siya, fell on the grandmother. The trend of grandmother following her religious ideology has now moved towards motherless children. Raised all three with great love. Since Siya was the youngest, grandmother used to make her sleep near her. The name Siya was also given by Dadi.

As everyone was growing up, grandmother was getting weaker. Anuj and Kamal got married. Now the search for a groom for Siya has been started. Meanwhile, Siya's father also left the world. Grandma was broken by this shock. Siya's father and Jawaharji were familiar with each other. Jawahar ji went to Siya's house to condole after getting the information of his friend's death.

A son's friend is also like a son. So Siya's grandmother asked Jawahar to find a good family for Siya.

"Amma," said Jawaharji to Siya's grandmother, "if I take Siya home as my daughter.....?...My son Akash also works in the Electricity Department. He has a good salary and a secure job." If Siya goes to my house then our house will be bright.

Grandma didn't say anything, she just silently kept reading Jawahar ji's face.

"There is no hurry, after consulting daughter-in-law and children, tell them. I will wait."

“Whom to consult and whom to consult!” Said the grandmother with a sad heart. It seems that both the daughters-in-law are sitting ready to avoid trouble. Don't know what is written in my destiny, first the husband left me alone at a young age, then the daughter-in-law left and now the son also cheated. My life is drying up worrying about it. Still, I have to ask.

"Yes Amma, ok, I will come again soon" Jawahar came back to his house.

After a few days, Siya came to Jawaharji's house as Akash's wife.

But the condition of the grandmother, who spent her whole life in the upbringing of her children, turned from bad to worse. Anuj and Kamal no longer even go to Dadi's. The wives of both also do not talk directly. At the age of eighty, the body was reduced to a mere structure. Still, Dadi would complete her daily activities and worship with the help of a stick.

Grandmother's cot was taken to the verandah outside the house where the fan used to throw less air and more flames in the summer days, some daughter-in-law used to give food early in the morning and late in the evening and then no one came near to know her condition. Victim of insult and neglect, grandmother never told her mind to anyone.

Once Siya had a lot of argument with her sisters-in-law regarding her grandmother.

"Yes yes... We don't care at all, now you have come as a well-wisher. For the last two years you were the one coming to feed us, otherwise we were starving." Both the sisters-in-law sat on Siya. . " We also understand your hollow sympathy very well. Your eyes are on grandmother's land and bank account, why don't you tell directly. If you are really worried about Dadi, then why don't you take her with you..." Siya returned to her home in a huff with her mouth open. And today, after a month, Uma's phone call informed Siya about Dadi's deteriorating condition. Conscience became sad.

Hearing mother-in-law's voice, Siya wiped her tears and found glasses and gave them away. The expressions of sadness were clearly visible on the face.

The next morning, Jawahar ji got out of his car to go to Haridwar, and waving his hand over Siya's head, said, "Don't worry, we will be back soon."

Saying goodbye to his parents, Akash went to his office and Siya started doing her household chores.

Siya was surprised to hear the familiar sound of the car outside the house in the evening. The sound was like that of my car. When Siya came out and saw the tresses spread on her face backwards, she was shocked.

It was Jawaharji who was waiting for the gate to open.

"Father you... back....?. You then... Haridwar...? "

"Yes son, both of us have come back, now there is no need to go to Haridwar, Haridwar, Rishikesh, Kashi Mathura Vrindavan, I have brought all the pilgrimage places to your home. Forever " Jawahar ji opened the back door of the car and entered. Pointed towards

Grandmother was sitting with mother-in-law. Siya burst into tears on seeing this. He ran and took Dadi in his lap.

"If we go on pilgrimage leaving our elders in sad and pitiable condition..." Mother-in-law said consoling Siya, "..then what kind of pilgrimage and what kind of virtuous religion?"

"And what kind of Ganga bath? Now our home is our place of pilgrimage Siya." Jawahar ji took down the bag from the car and said, "And it is your responsibility to keep this place of pilgrimage sacred."

"Gods and Goddesses would not be living in temples, they would be living in homes only." Grandmother said to Siya in her broken voice and took Siya's support and entered the house.

AS YOU SAY LIKE THAT - YOU WILL GET IT

only your voice gives you results.

There was a king. Went out for the forest vihar. Got thirsty on the way. I looked at the hut of a blind man. The pot full of water in it was visible from a distance. The king sent a soldier and asked him to bring a glass of water.

The soldier reached there and said - O blind man, give me a glass of water. The blind was stubborn. He immediately said - Come on, I am not afraid of soldiers like you. I will not give you water. The soldier returned disappointed.

After this the commander was sent to fetch water. The commander went near and said - Blind! Will get money, give water. The blind man stiffened again. He said, this Sardar of the first one is known.

Still, he puts pressure by making slanderous statements that water will not be available from here. Seeing the commander also returning empty-handed, the king himself started walking. After reaching near, he first greeted the old man and said - ' Throat is drying due to thirst. If you can give a glass of water, it will be a great blessing.

The blind man hospitably made him sit beside him and said-' Eminent people like you are respected like a king. Not only water, my body is also present in the reception. Let me know if there is any other service!

The king quenched his thirst with cool water and then asked in a polite voice - 'You are not able to see. Then how could he recognize those asking for water as soldiers, chieftains and kings?

The blind said -:-

By the behavior of speech, every person

The actual level is known.

SEARCH FOR LORD

Once Saint Namdev was giving a discourse of knowledge-devotion to his disciples. Then a disciple sitting in the audience asked a question, "Teacher, we are told that God is present everywhere, but if so why is He never visible to us, how can we believe that He is real, and if He If so how can we get it?

Namdev smiled and ordered a disciple to bring a pot of water and a little salt. The disciple immediately brought both the things. Said, "Son, you put the salt in the pot and mix it." ,

The disciple did exactly that.

The saint said, "Tell me, can anyone see salt in this water?"

Everyone shook their heads in 'no'. "Ok!, now someone just taste it, do you feel the taste of salt?", asked the saint. "Yes", a disciple said while tasting the water.

“Okay, now just boil this water for some time.”, instructed the saint.

The water continued to boil for some time and when all the water evaporated, the saint again asked the disciples to look into the pot and asked, "Now do you see anything in it?" "Yes, we can see the salt particles. Have been.”, said a disciple.

The saint smiled and explained, "Just as you could feel the taste of salt in water but could not see it, in the same way you cannot see God everywhere in this world but you can feel Him." And just as water evaporates from the heat of fire and salt becomes visible, in the same way you can achieve God by ending your disorders through devotion, meditation and good deeds.

STATE OF MIND

Once a Seth invited Pandit ji, but Pandit ji had a fast on Ekadashi, so Pandit ji could not go, but Pandit ji sent two of his disciples to Seth's place for food.

But when both the disciples returned, one of them was sad and the other was happy.

Surprised to see Pandit ji and asked son why are you sad -- Has Seth made a difference in the food?

"No Master"

Has Seth made a difference in the posture?

"No Master"

Did Seth differentiate between Dachhina?

"No sir, gave equal amount of 2 rupees to me and 2 rupees to others"

Now Guru ji was even more surprised and asked then what is the reason?

who are you sad

Then the sad disciple said Guru ji, I used to think that Seth is a very big man, he will give at least 10 rupees, but he gave 2 rupees, that's why I am sad!!

Now asked the other why are you happy?

So the other said, Guru ji knew that Seth is very stingy, he will not give more than eight annas, but he gave 2 rupees, so I am happy...!

This is just the condition of our mind, events happen equally in the world, but some get happiness from those events, some get sad, but in reality there is neither sorrow nor happiness, it depends on the state of our mind.

That's why Shri Ram Katha says that -- Put your mind at the feet of the Lord, because - If the wish is not fulfilled, then there is sorrow and if the wish is fulfilled, then there is happiness, but if there is no wish then there is joy...

TWO BEAUTIFUL MORAL STORIES

Read two old stories and think how you will decide in these circumstances.....

Story No. 1: A company had a tradition of organizing a party and lottery on the eve of every Diwali..!

The rules of the lottery draw were as follows: Each employee pays a hundred rupees as a fund..! There were three hundred people in the company, that means a total of thirty thousand rupees can be raised..! The winner takes all the money..!

The office was filled with activity on the day of the lottery draw..! Everyone wrote their names on slips of paper and put them in the lottery box..!

Although a young man was hesitating to write..! She thought that the weak and sick son of the company's cleaning lady was going to have an operation soon after New Year's morning, but she didn't have the necessary money for the operation, which made her very upset..!

Even though he knew that the chances of winning were slim, only 0.33 percent chances, he wrote the name of the cleaning lady on the note..!

The exciting moment arrived. Boss shook the lottery box and took out a slip from it..! The man also kept praying in his heart: with the hope that the cleaning lady might win the prize..! Then the boss carefully announced the name of the winner, and lo - a miracle happened!

The winner turned out to be the cleaning lady..! There was a wave of happiness in the office and the woman quickly reached the stage to receive the award..! She burst into tears and said, "I am so lucky and blessed! With this money, my son now has hope!"

Thinking about this "miracle", the man headed towards the lottery box..! He took out a piece of paper and just opened it..!

It also had the name of the cleaning lady on it..! That man was very surprised..! He took out many pieces of paper one after the other..!

Although the writing on them was different, the names were all the same..! They were all names of the cleaning lady..! Tears welled up in the man's eyes and he clearly understood what a miracle it was, but miracles don't fall from the sky, people have to make it themselves...!

Story No. 2:

One day in the afternoon went for a walk to the vegetable market with a friend..! Suddenly, an old man in torn clothes came to us with bags of green vegetables in his hand..! The sale of vegetables was very less that day, the leaves looked dehydrated and yellow and had holes in them as if bitten by insects..! But my friend bought three bags without saying anything..! The old man also blushed and explained: "I grew these vegetables myself..! It rained some time ago, and the vegetables were soaked..! They look ugly. .!I am sorry.."

After the old man left, I asked my friend: "Will you really go home and cook these..?"

He didn't want to say no to me.."these vegetables can't be eaten anymore"

"Then why bother to buy it?" I asked..

He replied,"Because it is impossible for anyone to buy those vegetables..! If I don't buy it, probably the old man will not have any income for today".

I admired my friend's thoughtfulness and concern..! Later on I also caught hold of the old man and bought some vegetables from him..!

The old man said very happily, "I tried to sell it all day long, but no one was ready to buy..! I am very glad that you both bought from me. Thank you very much"

A handful of green vegetables which I cannot eat at all, taught me a valuable lesson..

When we are at the bottom, we all hope that miracles will happen to us, but when we are capable, are we ready to be the miracle workers...?

After reading these two stories you can spread this positive message and spread more love in the world.

Your small shared action can brighten the destiny of countless unfortunate people..!