A fowler and a serpent

The serpent painfully bound with the cord, sighing a little and maintaining its composure with great difficulty, then uttered these words slowly in human voice.

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Prabuddha Bharat
The Prabuddha Bharat July, 1896

There was an old lady of the name of Gautami who was remarkable for her patience and tranquility of mind. One day she found her son dead in consequence of having been bitten by a serpent. A fowler, by name Arjunaka, bound the serpent with a string, brought it before Gautami and said, “This wicked serpent has been the cause of your son’s death. O blessed lady, tell me quickly how this wretch is to be destroyed! Shall I throw it into the fire or shall I hack it into pieces? This infamous killer of a child does not deserve to live longer.” Continue reading “A fowler and a serpent”

To Gurudas

Don’t get discouraged or disheartened. Why should it be always sunshine and good times? Let Mother’s will be done. Never mind sunshine or rain, we must not forget Mother at any time. Even if we don’t see her, why should we lose heart? She appears again in our view. She knows what is best for us.

Spiritual TreasuresMy dear Gurudas,

Don’t get discouraged or disheartened. Why should it be always sunshine and good times? Let Mother’s will be done. Never mind sunshine or rain, we must not forget Mother at any time. Even if we don’t see her, why should we lose heart? She appears again in our view. She knows what is best for us. Once we have given ourselves over to her, what right have we to think of ourselves again? It is not so easy to do as to say — of that I am sure, but there is no other way out. Whether we see or don’t see, Mother is our only place of rest. There are ups and downs in all hearts, but we should not give way to them. Continue reading “To Gurudas”