Sunday, June 6, 2010

Being a human...


Grandmother was watching on T.V. screen, a master delivering lecture on religious responsibilities of being a human, teaching the audience to love all living creatures as they are the part of God and helping the poor and needy would make their own soul grow, making their God happy...
5 year Grandson was eating his meal by his Grandmother's side.

A sickly weak dog stood in front of gate stole the child's attention. He ran out with bread in his fingers and fed it to the poor dog. It ate the bread hastily, waving his tail, the only way to its gratitude display.

Grandmother came out shouting over the child and shooing off the Dog.
The child looked at her with tears in his eyes and said, "I love the dog grandma and he wanted my bread..."

All the words preached by master were lost within no time leaving Grandmother blank...

And the Child never needed those words...
His heart was already a master of "What to do with the living creatures of God..."

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