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When we dig a ditch for others, it is only for us ( 9. A Motivational Story)

Motivational stories always change our attitude and thoughts, as body needs regular cleaning, our mind needs regular cleaning by reading.

Once in a certain village, there used to live a lady . She was ill minded- She never spoke good of others, always busy herself in poisoning others ears, doing bad for other. All the people of the village would  hate her but they couldn’t do quite this. There used to come a saint regularly to the village.

He would beg food door to door , when he got considerable food, he would go in the forest. The lady would abuse the saint, blamed his laziness but the saint never reacted angrily to her.

In contrast, he would bless her. The lady would get more angry with the saint. One day she had an evil plan for the saint ,she decided to kill the saint ,she prepared delicious sweets and added poison in it. Next day the Sadhu as usual came to the lady’s house to invite food. this point the woman was polite and handed the poison mixed sweets to the Saint. The Saint blessed her and felt happy to seek out change in her nature.

At night because the saint was about to eat, there was knock at the door, The saint opened the door and located a young man at the door. The young man sad,” Please allow me to remain here tonight, because it is stormy condition . I can’t proceed my journey,” the saint welcomed him, and shared food with him. The young man tasted sweets and demanded the sweets once more as he wanted to eat more . The saint gave him all the sweets, the young man ate but needless to say he died. to each one’s surprise, the young man was none but the son of the lady.

Moral :- When we dig pit for others in directly we make it for ourselves.

Once in a certain village, there used to live an old lady. She was ill minded- She never spoke good of others, always busy herself in poisoning others ears, doing bad for other. All the people of the village used to hate her but they couldn’t do more than this. There used to come a saint regularly to the village.

He used to ask for food door to door , when he got considerable food, he would go to his home in the forest. The old lady used to abuse the saint, blamed his laziness but the saint never reacted angrily to her.

In contrast, he would bless her. The old lady used to get more angry with the saint. One day she had an evil plan for the saint ,she decided to kill the saint ,she prepared delicious sweets and added poison in it. Next day the Sadhu as usual came to the lady’s house to ask for food. This time the lady was polite and handed the poison mixed sweets to the Saint. The Saint blessed her and felt happy to find change in her nature.

At night as the saint was about to eat, there was knock at the door, The saint opened the door and found a young man at the door. The young man sad,” Please allow me to stay here tonight, as it is stormy condition . I can’t proceed my journey,” the saint welcomed him, and shared food with him. The young man tasted sweets and demanded the sweets once again as he wanted to eat more . The saint gave him all the sweets, the young man ate but as expected he died. To every one’s surprise, the young man was none but the son of the old lady. 

Moral :- When we dig pit for others in directly we make it for ourselves. 

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