Courtesy: sri.Ravishankar Gopal
Radhe Krishna
All,
Once
there lived a fine couple who were very affectionate to each other. The
wife Rupa was extremely beautiful, talented and smart. She was always
good-spirited and wore a gracious smile on her face all the time, that
would cheer up even the most dispirited of souls. The husband Ram was
gentle, good natured, kind-hearted and caring.In all, they were a
perfect match, as if made for each other. However they had a small
gloom in their life.The couple was not gifted with children.
They
had not left any stone unturned to beget a child, be it medical
consultation, pilgrimages, dips in holy rivers, and what not.
One
day, God decided to grace the couple by fulfilling their prayers.A
beautiful baby girl was born. They named her Priya. The infant was so
cute that one could pass hours together just staring at the baby,
admiring her beauty. Priya inherited the beauty and agility of her
mother multifold.
Time rolled by and Priya grew up to become a cute little girl. When
everyone adored Rupa, what to say of the little one, who loved her
mother more than anything else in the world! The mother was in no way
less reciprocative of Priya's love. Neighbours would envy the mother
and daughter for their intimate love and affection. It seemed as if one
had to perform penances for years together to beget such a fine
daughter, and a child had to have accumulated merits across innumerable
births to have been gifted with such a loveable mother. Such was their
affection.
One day, as fate would have it, Rupa had a severe heart attack and passed away
due
to the condition. This was a severe blow to the peaceful
family, more so to the little Priya for whom her mother was the be-all
and end-all. The little girl could not bear the loss of her beloved
mother. She wept uncontrollably. The sudden tragedy left a deep impact
in her mind. She refused to take food for days together. She sat in a
corner ever in memory of her beloved mother. Slowly her condition
weakened.
Ram tried to convince Priya but in vain.She was adamant and wouldn't budge. Her body grew weaker and so did her mind.
Elders
advised Ram to opt for a remarriage as that seemed to be the only way
to fill in for the lost motherly affection for Priya.How could Ram ever
think of another woman in the place of his most beloved wife? After long
persuasion, he gave in for the sake of his gorgeous little daughter who
was in an emaciated state owing to lack of motherly love.
A
suitable bride was found. The girl had a
new mother.Priya was slowly getting back to normalcy. In the mean
time, Ram had to travel abroad on a long term assignment which he could
not afford to miss. Priya along with her new mother bade farewell to
him.
Six months passed. It was time for Ram to return. The
mother and daughter were eagerly waiting at the door to meet him. When
Ram arrived at the gate, the small girl ran to him and hugged him tight
and started weeping. Ram was more than happy to see Priya and kissed
and embraced his daughter. What initially seemed to be tears of joy
turned into a prolonged wail. He immediately asked her why she was
weeping.
Priya did not speak, however the crying continued.
Ram
was annoyed. He sensed that something was wrong. He thought that his
new wife might have, after all, not treated Priya with love and
affection. 'The whole intent of my getting married again has gone in
vain', he thought. In a fit of rage, he began castigating
his wife in harsh terms. He blamed her for showing a step-motherly
attitude towards his lovely daughter.
Witnessing this, Priya
came running towards Ram and closed his mouth, asking him not to scold
her anymore. Ram was taken aback. He instantly cooled down and asked
her why she was crying in the first place.
Priya responded, 'My
first mother was so kind and caring. But she left me very soon. This
mother is more caring and loving than her. I am afraid she will also
leave me very soon.'
Tears rolled down Ram's cheeks as he heard this response from Priya. He understood the value of motherly affection.
-----------------------------------
Ambur Mass Prayer Nov 2011: Sri Swamiji's Discourse
http://youtu.be/x9qWVS8UTYY
--------------------------------------
Regards & Chant the Maha Mantra:
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Pl visit: http://www.namadwaar.org/home.php
All,
Once
there lived a fine couple who were very affectionate to each other. The
wife Rupa was extremely beautiful, talented and smart. She was always
good-spirited and wore a gracious smile on her face all the time, that
would cheer up even the most dispirited of souls. The husband Ram was
gentle, good natured, kind-hearted and caring.In all, they were a
perfect match, as if made for each other. However they had a small
gloom in their life.The couple was not gifted with children.
They
had not left any stone unturned to beget a child, be it medical
consultation, pilgrimages, dips in holy rivers, and what not.
One
day, God decided to grace the couple by fulfilling their prayers.A
beautiful baby girl was born. They named her Priya. The infant was so
cute that one could pass hours together just staring at the baby,
admiring her beauty. Priya inherited the beauty and agility of her
mother multifold.
Time rolled by and Priya grew up to become a cute little girl. When
everyone adored Rupa, what to say of the little one, who loved her
mother more than anything else in the world! The mother was in no way
less reciprocative of Priya's love. Neighbours would envy the mother
and daughter for their intimate love and affection. It seemed as if one
had to perform penances for years together to beget such a fine
daughter, and a child had to have accumulated merits across innumerable
births to have been gifted with such a loveable mother. Such was their
affection.
One day, as fate would have it, Rupa had a severe heart attack and passed away
due
to the condition. This was a severe blow to the peaceful
family, more so to the little Priya for whom her mother was the be-all
and end-all. The little girl could not bear the loss of her beloved
mother. She wept uncontrollably. The sudden tragedy left a deep impact
in her mind. She refused to take food for days together. She sat in a
corner ever in memory of her beloved mother. Slowly her condition
weakened.
Ram tried to convince Priya but in vain.She was adamant and wouldn't budge. Her body grew weaker and so did her mind.
Elders
advised Ram to opt for a remarriage as that seemed to be the only way
to fill in for the lost motherly affection for Priya.How could Ram ever
think of another woman in the place of his most beloved wife? After long
persuasion, he gave in for the sake of his gorgeous little daughter who
was in an emaciated state owing to lack of motherly love.
A
suitable bride was found. The girl had a
new mother.Priya was slowly getting back to normalcy. In the mean
time, Ram had to travel abroad on a long term assignment which he could
not afford to miss. Priya along with her new mother bade farewell to
him.
Six months passed. It was time for Ram to return. The
mother and daughter were eagerly waiting at the door to meet him. When
Ram arrived at the gate, the small girl ran to him and hugged him tight
and started weeping. Ram was more than happy to see Priya and kissed
and embraced his daughter. What initially seemed to be tears of joy
turned into a prolonged wail. He immediately asked her why she was
weeping.
Priya did not speak, however the crying continued.
Ram
was annoyed. He sensed that something was wrong. He thought that his
new wife might have, after all, not treated Priya with love and
affection. 'The whole intent of my getting married again has gone in
vain', he thought. In a fit of rage, he began castigating
his wife in harsh terms. He blamed her for showing a step-motherly
attitude towards his lovely daughter.
Witnessing this, Priya
came running towards Ram and closed his mouth, asking him not to scold
her anymore. Ram was taken aback. He instantly cooled down and asked
her why she was crying in the first place.
Priya responded, 'My
first mother was so kind and caring. But she left me very soon. This
mother is more caring and loving than her. I am afraid she will also
leave me very soon.'
Tears rolled down Ram's cheeks as he heard this response from Priya. He understood the value of motherly affection.
-----------------------------------
Ambur Mass Prayer Nov 2011: Sri Swamiji's Discourse
http://youtu.be/x9qWVS8UTYY
--------------------------------------
Regards & Chant the Maha Mantra:
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Pl visit: http://www.namadwaar.org/home.php
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