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Me, My Guru – On broken pots
Over the years, one of
the pots developed a crack. It started to leak. But, as she was poor and
couldn’t afford to buy a new one, she continued with the job as usual. The
leaking pot would be half empty by the time she reached the top. But, since
even that water was enough for the monk, she continued with her work.
The leaking pot saw
that it was only half-full when it was being emptied into the earthen urn. The other pot would be full and it looked
proudly at the leaking pot. After sometime, the leaking pot asked the old woman
“don’t you think I am useless? I am half empty by the time you reach the top of
the hill. All your work goes waste. Are you not angry with me? Why don’t you
change me?”
The old woman smiled
lovingly and said “Tomorrow as I carry you up the hill notice the path we are
walking on. We’ll talk later”.
The leaking pot agreed
to this!
Next day leaking pot
saw beautiful flowers on the path. It was so till the mountain cliff. When the
old lady finally filled the earthen urn at the monk’s place, she sat down for a
chat with the cracked pot. She asked “Did you see all the flowers along your
path?”
The cracked pot replied
“Yes, I did!”
“Well” continued the
old woman lovingly “I knew about your flaw and so held you in a way that the
plants and seeds on your path get watered. And now I pick those lovely flowers
to place it at my master’s place. You
see without your flaw all those flowers wouldn’t have bloomed. Your flaw is a
flaw only if you stop at that. You can turn it to benefit so many as you make
your life journey. Then your flaw becomes your strength” so saying she turned
towards cracked pot smiling.
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# life and its challenges, problems of life, life, expectations, karma, dharma,
also read suggested : https://kantipadam.blogspot.com/search?q=is+luck+by+chance%3F
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