Are we waiting for some opportunity to meet someone dear to us?
The Age Of Relationships
The story of four close friends from school, who studied in the same school up to SSC.
At that time, there was only one luxury hotel in the city.
After the SSC exam, they decided that they should go to that hotel and have some tea and breakfast. The four of them could hardly collect forty rupees. It was a Sunday and all four of them reached the hotel by bicycle at ten-thirty.
Dinesh, Santosh, Manish, and Praveen started talking while having breakfast and tea. All four of them decided unanimously, that they would meet again after 40 years in the same hotel on 1st April.
“Till then we all should work very hard. It will be interesting to see how much progress has been made after 40 years,” they discussed.
It was also decided that the last one to reach the hotel then, would have to pay the bill for that day.
Kalu, the waiter who served them tea and snacks, was listening to all this. He said, “If I stay here till then, I’ll be waiting for you all.”
All four separated for further education.
Dinesh had left the city after his father got relocated, Santosh went to his uncle for further studies, and Manish and Praveen got admission to different colleges in the city.
Eventually, Manish also left the city.
Days, months, and years passed.
In forty years, the city underwent a radical change. The population of the city increased, and roads, flyovers, and malls changed the appearance of the city.
Now that hotel had become a five-star hotel, the waiter Kalu had now become Mr. Kalu, the owner of this hotel.
Forty years later, on the scheduled date, April 1st, at noon, a luxury car came to the door of the hotel.
Dinesh got out of the car and started walking towards the porch. He now had three jewellery showrooms.
Dinesh reached the hotel owner Mr. Kalu, and both of them kept looking at each other. Mr. Kalu said, “Praveen sir had booked a table for you a month back.”
Dinesh was heartily happy that he was the first of the four, so he wouldn’t have to pay the bill that day and would make fun of his friends for it.
After a while, Santosh arrived. Santosh had become a big builder of the city. For his age, he now looked like an old senior citizen.
Now, they both were talking and waiting for the other friends. The third friend, Manish also came in half an hour. On talking to him, both of them came to know that Manish was now a businessman.
The three friends kept looking towards the door again and again, wondering when Praveen would come.
Soon, Mr. Kalu came to them and said, “A message has come from Praveen sir. He’s asked you all to start with snacks, and he’ll join you.”
All three were happy to meet each other after forty years, laughing and joking for hours, but Praveen did not come.
Mr. Kalu said, “Praveen sir has sent another message, you three should order your favourites from the menu and start eating.”
The food was ordered, but even after they had finished eating, Praveen did not show up. When the three asked for the bill, they were told that the bill has been paid online.
At eight o’clock in the evening, a young man got down from the car and with a heavy heart reached the three friends preparing to leave the hotel. The three couldn’t take their eyes off the man.
The young man said, “I am your friend’s son Ravi, my father’s name is Praveen. Dad had told me about your get together today, he was waiting for this day, but he passed away last month due to a serious illness…
He had asked me to come late because if I had come early, it would have made you all sad. Dad had said, “My friends will not laugh if they come to know that I am not in this world, then they would lose the joy of meeting each other… I don’t want that.”
That’s why he ordered me to come late. He also asked me to hug you on his behalf.” Ravi spread both his hands with watery eyes.
Everyone around was eagerly watching this scene, they thought they had seen this young man somewhere.
Ravi said, “My father became a teacher and gave me a good education to become the collector. Today, I am the collector of this city…”
Everyone was amazed, Mr. Kalu said, “Now, it won’t be after forty years, but we will meet in our hotel every month, and each time there will be a grand party from my side….”
Friends, keep meeting your loved ones, don’t wait for any opportunity to meet someone, we never know when it’s time to get separated and we may never get to meet again…
The journey of life is also like a train journey. When someone’s station comes, they will have to be dropped at that moment. Only a few blurry memories would remain!
Stay with family, feel the joy of being alive..
Keep meeting your loved ones, not only on special days but also on other occasions, and sometimes without any reason too. May the tree of our relationships be nourished by the water of love, for whom we do not have to wait for any reason or opportunity to meet.
Dear friends, when you are reading this story, if someone comes to your mind, do talk to them for two minutes. We have all the facilities! ♾️
“We must take time for the people around us and enjoy the beauty of life.”
To all my Care giving friends the lightworkers , the mentors and spiritual guiders, the motivators and healers on their special journey stepping in tandem with their calling! Keep going… you are on track!
Om purnamadah purnamidam purnat purnamudacyate | purnasya purnamadaya purnamevavashishyate || Om Shantih Shantih Shantih hi||
This is One of the greatest gift to the humanity.
The concept of Zero comes from this very Shanti Mantra.
In linear mathematics, we will always find that when something is taken out from something, that something from which things are taken out lacks.
If we take some furniture out from a room then that room is minus those furniture.
That means this room is not what it had before.
This is a linear thinking.
But here the Rishis gave us a completely different outlook towards life.
The spherical thinking is :
That is full. And this is also full.
This fullness has come from that fullness. And in spite of this fullness having come from that fullness, that still remains full.
A mother gives birth to a baby.
A baby is also complete. The mother is also complete.
Just because the baby is born, the mother is not lacking something. In fact, it has added to her glory.
The concept of Zero, without which nothing could have happened in this planet.
No computer technology, no science could have progressed.
That has (its) origin here in this very Shanti Mantra.
From the fullness, comes out the fullness, and still the fullness remains fullness.
We can go on analyzing this very Shanti Mantra on various levels:
Spiritual level, Material level, level of Mathematics, level of Physics etc.
It is pregnant with huge information.
When we share our Peace with others, our peace will not be lost.
When we share our Knowledge with others, we won’t lose the knowledge.
It remains complete inside us.
Similarly, this Universe, in fact it is multi-verse, enormously huge, is dynamic. Many things are being born here everyday and dissolving back into it everyday.
Still both the manifest is complete and the unmanifest is also complete.
The Rishis say Shanti Shanti Shanti – three times.
When our environment is disturbed, we cannot sit there and think about or contemplate on Knowledge.
When the Knowledge is to flow and transfer, the environment needs to be Congenial.
Our body-mind complex needs to be fit on the third level, the level of the Self, the Being and Inner Peace.Hence Shanti-Peace is emphasised.
A Peaceful mind can probe into something beyond, can grasp that something which cannot be grasped by the little mind.
The intellect cannot access to things which our spirit can get access to.
Yesterday afternoon I visited the local Crosswords book shop and spent time browsing through some amazing books. I was so enjoying my Sunday me time that I hardly realized how the day had turned to late evening as I stepped out. Walking down an aisle of steps my eyes fell on a very poignant sight. There was this little boy with a little basket, sitting by a busy street selling the very colorful & delicious Java/blackplum called Jamun in India.
He looked no older than 6 or 7 years. But there he was confidently telling me a price. I went near him, to pick up some myself, but realized his entire basket was really ripe and ready. I watched how he had a little steel glass by which he measured and gave me the quantity I asked for.
I watched his tiny hands at work and I thought to myself this little boy should be holding a book to read or write and here was this child ,selling fruits.
I struck a little conversation asking him if he goes to school, he said the last few years there has been no school, although he likes to study but now he is helping him family this way and this is fun too! There was something in the way he said it, that my heart warmed up to him.
Yes he is right, the school of life has a lesson for each of us at every turn. If we choose to see it so.
Although fate has ordained his life to be so in this now, I blessed him silently from my heart for a better life in time. I salute the little boy’s budding entrepreneurial spirit.
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