A ticket collector in a train found an old worn out wallet in a compartment full of many people. He looked inside to find the name of its owner. There was no clue. All that there was in it, was some money and a picture of Religious looking old man with white beard. Collector held it up and asked, Who does this wallet belong to? An old man said, Thats my wallet, please give it to me. The ticket collector said, Youll have to prove that it is yours. Only then I can hand it over to you. The old man smiled a toothless smile and said. It has a picture of my GURU with white Beard in it. The ticket collector said, That is no proof; anyone can have a picture of old man with white beard in his wallet. What is so special about that picture ? Why is your or your family picture not there in it? The old man took a deep breath and said, Let me tell you why my picture is not there in it. My father gave this wallet to me when I was in school. I used to get a small sum as pocket money then. I had kept a picture of my parents in it then. When I was a teenager I was greatly enamoured by my good looks. I removed my parents picture and put in, one of my own. I loved to see my own face and my thick black hair. Some years later, I got married. My wife was very beautiful and I loved her a lot. I replaced my own picture in this wallet with a picture of her. I spent hours gazing at her pretty face. When my first child was born, my life started a new chapter. I shortened my working hours, to play with my baby. I went late to work and returned home early too. Obviously, my babys picture occupied the prized position in my wallet. The old mans eyes brimmed with tears as he went on.. My parents passed away many years ago. Last year my wife too left her mortal coil. My children they all are too busy with their families. They have no time to look after me. All that I had ever held close to my heart is far, Far away from my reach now. Now I have put this picture of my GURU in my wallet. It is only now that I have realized that He is the eternal companion. He will never leave me here in this world and here-after as well. Alas! If only I had realized this before. If only I had loved my GURU all these years, with the same intensity as I loved my family, I would not have been so lonely today! The collector quietly gave the wallet to the old man. When the train stopped at the next station, the ticket collector went to the book stall at the platform and asked the salesman, Please give me a small wallet size picture of Lord Sri Krishna ? I need one to put in my wallet…!!!
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 17:23:49 +0000
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