Posted by: vmbhonde | जुलै 10, 2011

The good you do

  A woman baked bread for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby.

    She kept the extra bread on the Window-sill,  for whosoever would take it away.
    Everyday,  a hunch-back came and took away the bread. Instead of expressing gratitude,
    he muttered the following words as he went his way:
    “The evil you do remains with you:  The good you do, comes back to you!”
   
    This went on, day after day. Everyday, the hunch-back came, picked up the bread and uttered
 
    the words: “The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back  to you!”
 
 
 
    The woman felt irritated. “Not a word of gratitude,” she said to herself…
 
    “Everyday this hunch-back utters this jingle! What does he mean?
 
 
    “One day, out of despiration, she decided to do away with him. “I shall get rid of this hunch-back,”
    she said. And what did she do? She added poison to the breads he prepared for him! As she was
    about to keep it on the window sill, her hands trembled. “What is this I am doing?”   she said.
    Immediately she threw the bread into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the window-sill.
    As usual, the hunch-back came, picked up the bread and muttered the words:
    “The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!”
 
    The hunch-back proceeded on his way, blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the
    woman. Everyday, as the woman placed the bread on the window-sill, she offered a prayer for
    her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune. For many months, she had no
    news of him..  She prayed for his safe return.
 
    That evening, there was a knock on the door.  As she opened it, she was surprised to find her
    son standing in the doorway.. He had grown thin and lean. His garments were tattered and torn.
    He was hungry, starved and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, “Mom, it’s a miracle I’m here.
    While I was but a mile away, I was so hungry that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an
    old hunch-back passed by. I begged of him for a small part of his food, and he was kind enough
    to give me a whole bread. “As he gave it to me, he said, “This is what I eat everyday: today, I shall
    give it to you, for your need is greater than mine!”
 
    “As the mother heard those words, her face turned pale and red. She leaned against the door for
    support. She remembered the poisoned bread that she had made that morning. Had she not burnt
    it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life!
 
    It was then that she realized the significance of the words: “The evil you do remains with you:
    The good you do, comes back to you!”
 
    Do good and; Don’t ever stop doing good, even if it’s not appreciated at that time. 
 
 
“rajendrakumar patel” <aarsepat@hotmail.com       7-7-2011
 

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