VISHNU incarnated Himself as a sow in order to
kill the demon Hiranynksha. After killing the
demon, sow remained quite happy with her young
ones. Forgetting her real nature, she was suckling
them very contentedly. The gods in heaven could
not persuade Vishnu to relinquish His sow's body
and return to the celestial regions. He was
absorbed in the happiness of His beast form. After
consulting among themselves, the gods sent Siva to
the sow. Siva asked the sow "Why have you
forgotten yourself?" Vishnu replied through the
sow's body, "Why, I am quite happy here."
Thereupon with a stroke of his trident Siva
destroyed the sow's body and Vishnu went back to
heaven.
Everyone is under the authority of the Divine
Mother, Mahamaya, the Primal Energy. Even the
Incarnations of God accept the help of Maya to
fulfil their mission on earth. Therefore they
worship the Primal Energy.
Saturday, December 29, 2012
SUCH IS THE PRIDE THAT MONEY BEGETS
A FROG had a rupee, which he kept in his hole.
One day an elephant was going over the hole, and
the frog, coming out in a fit of anger, raised his
foot, as if to kick the elephant, and said, "How dare
you walk over my head?"
Such is the pride money begets!
One day an elephant was going over the hole, and
the frog, coming out in a fit of anger, raised his
foot, as if to kick the elephant, and said, "How dare
you walk over my head?"
Such is the pride money begets!
MONEY IS ALSO A GREAT UPADHI
MONEY is also an Upadhi and that too of a very
strong nature. As soon as a man becomes rich he is
thoroughly changed.
A brahmana who was very meek and humble
used to come here12 every now and then. After
sometime he stopped coming and we knew
nothing of what had happened to him. One day,
we went over to Konnagore13 in boat. As we were
getting down from the boat we saw the brahmana
sitting on the bank of the Ganges, where, in the
fashion of big folks, he was enjoying the pure air of
the river. On seeing me he accosted me in a
patronising tone with the words, "Hallo Thakur!
How are you doing now?" At once 1 noticed a
change in his tone and said to Hriday who was
with me, "I tell you, Hriday, this man must have
come by some riches. Can't you see what a great
change has come over him?" And Hriday burst
into a loud laughter.
The possession of money makes such a difference
in a man!
strong nature. As soon as a man becomes rich he is
thoroughly changed.
A brahmana who was very meek and humble
used to come here12 every now and then. After
sometime he stopped coming and we knew
nothing of what had happened to him. One day,
we went over to Konnagore13 in boat. As we were
getting down from the boat we saw the brahmana
sitting on the bank of the Ganges, where, in the
fashion of big folks, he was enjoying the pure air of
the river. On seeing me he accosted me in a
patronising tone with the words, "Hallo Thakur!
How are you doing now?" At once 1 noticed a
change in his tone and said to Hriday who was
with me, "I tell you, Hriday, this man must have
come by some riches. Can't you see what a great
change has come over him?" And Hriday burst
into a loud laughter.
The possession of money makes such a difference
in a man!
IF YOU WOULD CONQUER LUST, LOOK
WHEN asked why he did not lead the life of a
householder with his wife, the Master replied:
'Kartikeya (Son of Siva) one day happened to
scratch a cat with his nail. On going home, he saw
that there was the mark of a scratch on the cheek
of his Divine Mother, Parvati. Seeing this he asked
her, 'Mother, low did you get this ugly scratch on
your cheek?' The mother of the universe replied,
'This is the work of your own hand; it is the scratch
of your nail.' Kartikeya asked in wonder: 'How is it,
Mother? I do not remember to have scratched you
at any time. The Mother replied, 'Darling, have you
forgotten the fact of your laving scratched a cat
this morning?' Kartikeya said, Yes, I did scratch a
cat, but how did your cheek get the scar?' The
Mother replied, 'Dear child, nothing exists in this
world but Myself. The whole creation is Myself;
whomsoever you may hurt, you only hurt me.'
Kartikeya was greatly surprised to hear this; and
then he determined never to marry. For, whom
could he marry? Every woman was mother to him.
Realizing thus the motherhood of woman, he gave
up marriage. I am like Kartikeya. I consider every
woman as my Divine Mother."
householder with his wife, the Master replied:
'Kartikeya (Son of Siva) one day happened to
scratch a cat with his nail. On going home, he saw
that there was the mark of a scratch on the cheek
of his Divine Mother, Parvati. Seeing this he asked
her, 'Mother, low did you get this ugly scratch on
your cheek?' The mother of the universe replied,
'This is the work of your own hand; it is the scratch
of your nail.' Kartikeya asked in wonder: 'How is it,
Mother? I do not remember to have scratched you
at any time. The Mother replied, 'Darling, have you
forgotten the fact of your laving scratched a cat
this morning?' Kartikeya said, Yes, I did scratch a
cat, but how did your cheek get the scar?' The
Mother replied, 'Dear child, nothing exists in this
world but Myself. The whole creation is Myself;
whomsoever you may hurt, you only hurt me.'
Kartikeya was greatly surprised to hear this; and
then he determined never to marry. For, whom
could he marry? Every woman was mother to him.
Realizing thus the motherhood of woman, he gave
up marriage. I am like Kartikeya. I consider every
woman as my Divine Mother."
HOW'S A FALLEN SANNYASI
Do you know how it looks for a Sannyasi to accept
money or to be attached to an object of
temptation? It is as if a brahmana widow who had
practised continence and lived on simple boiled
rice and vegetables and milk for many years, were
suddenly to accept an untouchable as her
paramour.
There was a low-caste woman named Bhagi Teli in
our part of the country. "She had many disciples
and devotees. Finding that she, a Sudra, was being
saluted by people, the land-lord became jealous and
engaged a wicked man to tempt her. He succeeded
in corrupting her and all her spiritual practice came
to nothing. A fallen Sannyasi is like that.
money or to be attached to an object of
temptation? It is as if a brahmana widow who had
practised continence and lived on simple boiled
rice and vegetables and milk for many years, were
suddenly to accept an untouchable as her
paramour.
There was a low-caste woman named Bhagi Teli in
our part of the country. "She had many disciples
and devotees. Finding that she, a Sudra, was being
saluted by people, the land-lord became jealous and
engaged a wicked man to tempt her. He succeeded
in corrupting her and all her spiritual practice came
to nothing. A fallen Sannyasi is like that.
MODERN JANAKAS!
A GENTLEMAN of modern education was once
discussing with the Master the nature of householder
uncontaminated by worldliness. To him, the
Master said, "I know of what sort is your
'uncontaminated family-man' of the present day! If
a poor brahmana comes to beg of this master of
the house, he (being an uncontaminated familyman
and having no concern with money matters,
for it is his wife who manages all those things!) says
to the begging brahmana, 'Sir, I never touch
money, why do you waste your time in begging of
me?' The brahmana, however, proves inexorable.
Fired with his importunate entreaties your
uncontaminated family-man thinks within himself
that he must be paid a rupee, and tells him openly:
'Well, sir, come tomorrow, I shall see what 1 can
do for you.' Then going in, this typical householder
tells his wife, 'Look here, my dear, a poor
brahmana is in great distress; let us give him a
rupee.' Hearing the word 'rupee' his wife gets out
of temper and says tauntingly, 'Aha, what a
generous fellow you are! Are rupees like leaves and
straws to be thrown away without the least
thought?" 'Well, my dear,' replies the master in an
apologetic tone, 'the brahmana is very poor and we
should not give him less.' 'No', says his wife, T
cannot spare so much. Here is a two Anna bit; you
can give that to him, if you like.' As the Babu is a
family-man quite uncontaminated by worldliness,
he takes, of course, what his wife gives him, and
next day the beggar gets only a two Anna piece.
So you see, your so-called uncontaminated familymen
are really not masters of themselves. Because
they do not look after their family-affairs, they
think that they are good and holy men, while, as a
matter of fact, they are hen-pecked husbands
guided entirely by their wives, and so are but very
poor specimens even of common humanity."
discussing with the Master the nature of householder
uncontaminated by worldliness. To him, the
Master said, "I know of what sort is your
'uncontaminated family-man' of the present day! If
a poor brahmana comes to beg of this master of
the house, he (being an uncontaminated familyman
and having no concern with money matters,
for it is his wife who manages all those things!) says
to the begging brahmana, 'Sir, I never touch
money, why do you waste your time in begging of
me?' The brahmana, however, proves inexorable.
Fired with his importunate entreaties your
uncontaminated family-man thinks within himself
that he must be paid a rupee, and tells him openly:
'Well, sir, come tomorrow, I shall see what 1 can
do for you.' Then going in, this typical householder
tells his wife, 'Look here, my dear, a poor
brahmana is in great distress; let us give him a
rupee.' Hearing the word 'rupee' his wife gets out
of temper and says tauntingly, 'Aha, what a
generous fellow you are! Are rupees like leaves and
straws to be thrown away without the least
thought?" 'Well, my dear,' replies the master in an
apologetic tone, 'the brahmana is very poor and we
should not give him less.' 'No', says his wife, T
cannot spare so much. Here is a two Anna bit; you
can give that to him, if you like.' As the Babu is a
family-man quite uncontaminated by worldliness,
he takes, of course, what his wife gives him, and
next day the beggar gets only a two Anna piece.
So you see, your so-called uncontaminated familymen
are really not masters of themselves. Because
they do not look after their family-affairs, they
think that they are good and holy men, while, as a
matter of fact, they are hen-pecked husbands
guided entirely by their wives, and so are but very
poor specimens even of common humanity."
GREATER EVEN THAN THE GURU!
A POOR brahmana had a rich cloth merchant as
his disciple. The merchant was very miserly by
nature. One day the brahmana was in need of a
small piece of cloth for covering his sacred book.
He went to his disciple and asked for the required
piece of cloth; but the merchant replied: "I am very
sorry, sir. Had you told me of this a few hours
earlier, I would have given you the thing wanted.
Unfortunately, now I have no small piece of cloth
which will answer your purpose. However, I shall
remember your requirement, but please remind me
of it now and then." The brahmana had to go
away disappointed. This conversation between the
guru and his worthy disciple was overheard by the
wife of the latter from behind a screen. She at once
sent a man after the brahmana, and calling him
inside the house, said, "Revered Father, what is it
that you were asking from the master of the
house?" The brahmana related all what had
happened. The wife said: "Please go home sir; you
will get the cloth tomorrow morning." When that
merchant returned home at night the wife asked
him, "Have you closed your shop?" The merchant
said, "Yes, what is the matter?" She said, "Go at
once and bring two cloths of the best quality in the
shop." He said, "Why this hurry? I shall give you
the best cloth tomorrow morning." The wife,
however, insisted, "No, T must have them just
now or not at all." What could the poor merchant
do? The person whom he had now to deal with
was not the spiritual guru whom he could send
away with vague and indefinite promises, but the
'curtain guru' whose behests must be
instantaneously obeyed, or else there would be no
peace for him at home. At last the merchant,
willingly enough, opened the shop, at that late hour
of the night, and brought the cloths for her. Early
next morning, the good lady sent the article to the
guru with the message, "If in future you want
anything from us, ask me, and you will get it."
his disciple. The merchant was very miserly by
nature. One day the brahmana was in need of a
small piece of cloth for covering his sacred book.
He went to his disciple and asked for the required
piece of cloth; but the merchant replied: "I am very
sorry, sir. Had you told me of this a few hours
earlier, I would have given you the thing wanted.
Unfortunately, now I have no small piece of cloth
which will answer your purpose. However, I shall
remember your requirement, but please remind me
of it now and then." The brahmana had to go
away disappointed. This conversation between the
guru and his worthy disciple was overheard by the
wife of the latter from behind a screen. She at once
sent a man after the brahmana, and calling him
inside the house, said, "Revered Father, what is it
that you were asking from the master of the
house?" The brahmana related all what had
happened. The wife said: "Please go home sir; you
will get the cloth tomorrow morning." When that
merchant returned home at night the wife asked
him, "Have you closed your shop?" The merchant
said, "Yes, what is the matter?" She said, "Go at
once and bring two cloths of the best quality in the
shop." He said, "Why this hurry? I shall give you
the best cloth tomorrow morning." The wife,
however, insisted, "No, T must have them just
now or not at all." What could the poor merchant
do? The person whom he had now to deal with
was not the spiritual guru whom he could send
away with vague and indefinite promises, but the
'curtain guru' whose behests must be
instantaneously obeyed, or else there would be no
peace for him at home. At last the merchant,
willingly enough, opened the shop, at that late hour
of the night, and brought the cloths for her. Early
next morning, the good lady sent the article to the
guru with the message, "If in future you want
anything from us, ask me, and you will get it."
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