Milky white..!

Once there was a king who told some of his workers to bring a large vessel. Once the vessel was brought, the king made an announcement to his people saying that one person from each household has to bring a glass of milk during the night and pour it into the vessel. So, the vessel should be full of milk by the morning. After receiving the order, everyone went home. One man prepared to take the milk during the night. He thought that since everyone will bring milk, he could just hide a glass of water and pour inside the vessel. Because it will be dark at night, no one will notice. So he quickly went and poured the water in the vessel and came back. In the morning, the king came and to his surprise the vessel was only filled with water!

Everyone was thinking like the other man..

Crossing the River...

A guru and his disciple were returning to the ashram in the evening after a discourse. A river came in the middle and a beautiful lady was standing in the bank of the river unable to cross the river.

She pleaded them to help her. The Disciple said 'No' but the Guru went up and lifted her and left her on the other side of the river, and continued his way to the Ashram.

The next day the disciple said to the Guru "Sir, as monks, we cannot touch a woman ?"

The Guru answered "yes"

Then the younger monk asks again, "but then Sir, how is that you lifted that woman on the riverbank ?"

The Guru smiled at him and told " I left her on the other side of the river, but you are still carrying her."

How to handle a fool...

Once Akbar and Birbal were walking in the lane..

Akbar : 'Birbal i am tired of answering fools..tell me how to answer a fool..'

Birbal remained silent

Akbar thought Birbal didnt listened..so he repeted

Akbar : 'Birbal listen to me...tell me how to answer a fool..i am desperate for the answer'

Birbal remained silent

Akbar repeated the question again thinking birbal cant hear..this time with a loud voice

Birbal remained silent

Akbar got angry like a hell..he yelled at Birbal..

Birbal : 'My majesty i was in deed answering to your questions'.

Akbar understood.

Non attachment..

King Janaka still worked as a king after enlightenment happened. He did all his kingly duties, including the pleasures and the entertainment that came with his role.

Once a guru had a disciple with a great deal of understanding, but who put a great deal of importance in asceticism. The guru sent the disciple to King Janaka.

The disciple arrived at King Janaka's court in the evening and he found the king enjoying his usual entertainment. There was a feast going on, girls dancing, and everything that was expected of a king. So this disciple said, ‘Why has my guru sent me here? This is just entertainment. King Janaka is enjoying all this just like a rich man. ‘King Janaka said to him, ‘Go and rest for the night. In the morning at six o'clock I'll pick you up and we'll go for a walk in the garden and talk about things which your guru has asked you to discuss with me.

So the next morning King Janaka picked up this disciple. As they started walking the disciple noticed a big fire in the quarters where he had spent the night. He said to the king, ‘Your Majesty, there's a fire there.’ The king said, ‘Yes, yes, yes. Let's go on and talk. They go a little further and the disciple says again, ‘There is a fire there!’ And the king says, ‘Yes, yes. Let's talk.’ The disciple takes a few more steps and then he couldn't wait any longer. So he said, ‘Your majesty, you may have many clothes, but my only other loincloth is in there, hanging on a string and drying.’

Now this is the diff...!

In search..

There was an old lady who could not see properly. She was almost blind. She was living in a small house without light, in a village with no electricity. She was poor and was living by sewing cloth with a needle. That was her profession. One day she lost that needle. It fell inside somewhere, and because it was dark, she could not see, as the eyes also were not good. She went outside into the bright sun, and started searching for the needle. Some people who came that way asked her what she was searching. She said that she was searching for the needle that she dropped somewhere. "Where did you drop it?" they asked.

"I dropped it inside," she said.

"But why are you searching for it outside, in the sun?"

"Because inside there is no light. Outside there is light, so I am searching for it here," she answered.

This story is for all spiritual seekers..

Beyond mother’s knees

Three men made their way to the circle of a Sufi, seeking admission to his Teachings.

Almost at once one of them detached himself from the group, Angered by the erratic behaviour of the master.

On the master’s instructions, the second was told by a disciple that the Sage was a fraud.

The third was allowed to stay, but he was offered no teaching for so long that he lost interest and left the circle.

When they had all gone away the teacher instructed his circle thus:

The first man was an illustration of the principle:

Do not judge fundamental things by sight.

The second was an illustration of the injunction:

Do not judge things of Deep importance by hearing.

The third was an example of the dictum:

Never Judge by speech, or the lack of it.

When asked by a disciple why the applicants could not have been instructed

In this matter, the sage retorted: I am here to give higher possibility, not to

Teach what people pretend that they already know at their mother’s knees.

a Leaf

There was a murderer who would give his stolen things as offerings to a goddess. He would chop people’s fingers and put them on a string around his neck, so he became known as ‘Ungali Maal’, which means ‘finger necklace’. He had decided to offer a thousand human fingers to goddess.

As Buddha was traveling around his followers stopped him. They said, “You can’t travel forward in to this jungle. Everyone knows that Ungali Maal lives there. He will surely kill you if you go there.” Buddha calmly continued.
When Ungali Maal saw him coming close he screamed in a terrible and scary voice, “HEY YOU, STOP THERE!” Buddha didn’t seem to hear him. Ungali Maal got closer and yelled at him to stop again. But Buddha just kept on walking.

Ungali Maal didn’t know what to think, so he asked, “Who are you?” Buddha said, “I know who I am. Do you know who you are?” Ungali Maal was confused and surprised.

Buddha told him to go pick a leaf from a tree nearby and bring it back to him. Ungali Maal went and got a leaf. Buddha said, “Now, put the leaf back on the tree right where you got it from.” Ungali Maal said, “That’s not possible! Once I’ve taken the leaf off the tree, I can’t put it back on!” Then Buddha said, “If you cannot put it back on, then you shouldn’t take it off in the first place.”

Ungali Maal bowed down and became a disciple of Buddha.