Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Moral Stories - Rotten Tomatoes

 Story of tomatoes!

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🍅 Once a teacher asked her students to bring some tomatoes from a plastic bag to school.

On each tomato, the children wanted to write down the name of the person they hated.

In this way, they wanted to bring in as many tomatoes as they could.

On the 7th day, all the children brought their tomatoes that were properly named.

Some brought two, some three, some five, and some twenty tomatoes.

The teacher then told everyone that they wanted to take the tomatoes with them wherever they went in two weeks.

As the days progressed, the children began to complain of tomatoes and the smell of tomatoes.

🍅 Students who had a large number of tomatoes complained that their burden was too heavy to carry and the odor was too loose.

After 7 weeks, the teacher asked the students, "How did you feel this week?"

🍅 Children complained about dirty smells and heavy weight of tomatoes. Especially those who brought a lot of tomatoes.

The teacher said, "This is precisely what you, in your heart, hate about someone you don't like."

2 Hate makes the heart sick and you carry it with you wherever you go.

🍅 "If you can't tolerate tomato odor for a week, imagine how much bitterness you are dealing with every day can affect your gut!"

The heart is a beautiful garden. It requires regular weeding, removing unnecessary weeds.

Forgive those who are angry with you.

That will make room in your heart for storing new good things.

Let us all work together. Not bitterness, but to get some good.

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Wednesday, September 25, 2019

Life belongs to those who can play

Life belongs to those who can play


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There is an old sufi fable.
In a very ancient family there was some musical organ, but people had completely forgotten how to play it. Generations came and people even forgot that it was a musical organ. It was gathering dust.
It was a very big organ and it was taking up much space. One day the family decided to throw this nonsense.
They said, ‘This is just a nuisance. Why should we keep it?’ They took it out; they threw it on the road.
They had just reached home when a beggar started playing upon the organ.
Time stopped. They simply turned. The whole traffic stopped, people came rushing from their houses; they forgot everything. For one hour the beggar was playing on it.
It was so beautiful, so enchanting — they were just hypnotised. And when the music ended the family demanded their organ back.
The beggar said, ‘It is not yours, because a musical instrument belongs to one who can play with it. There is no other ownership. It may have remained in your house for many centuries but it doesn’t belong to you. You are not worthy of it. I am the owner!’
And of course the whole crowd agreed with the beggar — that he was the owner — because what does one mean by ownership?
A musical instrument belongs to one who can play with it.
And that’s how it is: life belongs to those who can go deeper and deeper and deeper into it.
Osho- God is not for Sale