ॐ नमो नारायणाये The vedic stories for children --Nischal Timsina Once upon a time, there was a king named Arrogance. King Arrogance was the ruler of the largest kingdom in all the world. Although he ruled only his part of the world, he looked out upon the entire world as his true kingdom and he felt responsible for all of the world’s peoples. King Arrogance was for the most part, a good King to his people and his people, for the most part liked him. King Arrogance wanted the people of the whole world to become like his own people. He wanted them to live the way his own people lived. He wanted them to think the way his own people thought. He wanted to be their king. There were many smaller kingdoms in the world. One was ruled by another king who the rest of the world called King Rage. King Rage was an angry king. Many thought he was a crazy king. He did crazy things and often he brought harm to his own people and sometimes to the rest of the world. His kingdom was small and he wanted it to be larger. He did not like King Arrogance because King Arrogance has a larger kingdom and had more power in the world. King Arrogance did not like King Rage because he was not very nice, respectful or obedient. One day, the two kings got angry with each other and got into a fight. Then, they decided to go to war. They called all of their soldiers and sent them into battle. Meanwhile, somewhere in the kingdom was a boy, an ordinary boy. He was playing outside with a ball. He kicked the ball as hard as he could and the ball rolled down a hill of grass into some bushes and trees. The boy chased the ball and when he found it, he found himself in a beautiful field of flowers. He sat down to admire the beauty of the field and the sweet smelling flowers. There, as he sat, quietly, he had a vision. A radiant being floated toward him. The being was both beautiful and awesome, powerful and quiet. I am Narayana, the being said. I am the God of Peace.” The boy prostrated before the great God and said why have you come to me. The God said, “You are the one I have chosen. Go to the battlefield where there is war and in my name bring peace.” Then, the magical, being disappeared. The boy did not know what to do. He was after all, not a great God but a small boy. How could he bring peace? However, when God asks you to do something, the boy knew he should at least do his best. So, he set out for the great battle field. As he approached the battle field he saw great bombs exploding. He saw men and woman in uniforms with guns in their hands fighting with one another. He did not know how he could stop anyone from fighting. Who would listen to him? What would he say anyway? The boy closed his eyes and saw the image of Lord Narayanaya, the God of peace. With this image firmly in his mind, he walked into the middle of the battle field and sat down. He kept his eyes closed as if in a dream and continued to see the image of the God of Peace. The two generals leading their armies saw the boy and ordered their troops to stop fighting so that the boy would not get hurt. When the guns stopped firing they heard the voice of the boy singing the name of the God of Peace. The Boy was chanting, “Om Namo Narayanaya. Om Namo Narayanaya. Om Namo Narayanaya,” Over and over he chanted. The two armies stopped and listened as the words resonated from the boy’s lips the boy’s voice echoed through the country side. Its vibration entered the hearts of the soldiers. Hearing the name of the God of Peace being chanted so beautifully, the two armies dropped their guns. Deeply moved, they walked toward the boy and surrounded him. There, they sat with him and began to chant, Om Namo Narayanaya. As they chanted their hearts became purer and purer and arrogance and rage faded away. They felt only the love that was inside of them. When the two kings heard what was happening they came to the battle field. They ordered their armies to fight. Victory for our kingdom they each called out. The soldiers did not move. They kept on chanting. The kings, in frustration picked up a soldiers gun and fired it into the air to scare the soldiers. Still, the soldiers did not move. Still they chanted. Om Namo Narayanaya. As the soldiers chanted, the words that resonated from their lips entered into the hearts of the two kings. The words stirred great conflict inside of themselves. One king was moved to sit down and chant with the boy and the soldiers. His heart became pure. The other king could not let go of his pride. He jumped up and down, yelled and screamed and then, he picked up a gun. His aim was not very good. He fired a shot at the soldiers. The bullet bounced off a rock and stuck the king. He died and arrogance and rage died with him. So dear childern even today if you came through any hard time or have any conflict sit in a peace and chant OM Namo narayanaya. Your pain, suffering and the conflict will go.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 19:44:57 +0000
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