Wednesday, April 17, 2013

TO HIM THESE ARE MERE DUST AND STRAW

ONCE a thief broke into the temple of Vishnu and
robbed the image of its jewels. Mathur Babu and I
went to the temple to sec what was the matter.
Addressing the image, Mathur said bitterly: "What
a shame, Lord! You are so worthless! The thief
took all the ornaments from your body, and You
couldn't do a thing about it?"
Thereupon I said to Mathur: "Shame on you! How
improper your words are! To God, the jewels you
talk so much about are only lumps of clay,
Lakshmi, the goddess of Fortune, is His consort.
Do you mean to say that He should spend
sleepless nights because a thief has taken your few

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