Three craftsmen met at a way-station. One was a silversmith the second, a jeweler and the third a carpenter who was more in a daze than the other two.
Having spread their beds for the night they spent time chatting away. Their topic was on hereafter.
The silversmith said the heaven was like a palace with thousand
gopuras each shethed in silver and the finials decorated in bells.
“ When the wind blows these bells with tingle and it shall be a signal for me to be escorted by
apsaras before the Lord of Three Worlds.”
“Why this special treatment? The carpenter asked.
“ The silversmith without hesitation replied,” I toiled without ceasing in carving images here on earth and through sickness and indigence I did for the honor of the gods.”
The jeweler was sure that he also struggled as much. He was the devotee of the Lord Vishnu. He added the Lord shall specially call him to check the jewels in his crown and assign the chiefest place in his work-room. “ I shall have the best and most precious jewels under my care. Will I not bring glory to my Lord?”
The carpenter who was smoking opium drawled, “ Oh I may not be called to do anything. I have already spared the Lords from all ridicule. Notwithstanding silver one can easily make a god look ridiculous if the design or the quality of silver doesn’t fit the godhead.”
The jeweler was sure that his creations were all well thought of and fitted the crown exactly as it should.”
The carpenter laughed him to scorn. “ A ruby could make the blue-throat( Lord Shiva) look ghastly. You must first know for whom the jewels are meant.”
The silversmith and the jeweler took offense at the carpenter and they removed themselves to the far corner. “ Isn’t it terrible if we were to spent eternity in a heaven in the company of such a foul-mouth?”
The two felt that the paradise wasn’t anymore as brilliant as they had conceived it to be.
The carpenter went on puffing and he thought nothing else mattered than his drug-induced sleep.
2.
Peace isn’t built on external matters; peace is what any one may tease out of one’s inner world, where truth of nature, truth of experience and truth of action can explore the visible world in a constructive manner.
Truth and peace are indivisible.
Thus escaping the present realities by drugs or some other short cuts one doesn’t create peace. The experience has to be genuine by which one may interlock with others in a spirit of peace. There by one tests truth in everday life; truth of nature sounds to each the indescribable Life in a mode one may resonate. The truth give his or her life a special flavor.
Truth of action is where conditions of peace created by you outflow into others.
benny
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