The deeds

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Today I want to share a story which my dear grand pa my DADAJI narrated me.

Once upon a time there were  two friends named pawan & vinay. Once they were passing through a forest on the way to their home, returning from city . They saw a saint doing meditation under a tree. They went to him, bow down & touched his feet. Saint opened his eyes & blessed both of them. Pawan asked him “O saint! We want to know about our future. Please tell us what would be our life in coming time.”

Saint said to him “You will die in two months. Your friend would become the king.”
He got too much disappointed & broken in despair he returned to his home. His friend was too happy to listen that he would be the king in two months. Right from next dawn Pawan started to spend his whole time in temple by doing meditation, helping priest in the worship of god. On the other hand Vinay became drunkard, he started to spend his day & night in brothel. Their routine continued till that last day of second month came. At the end of the day Pawan was returning to home at the last step of the temple a thorn pricked his underfoot. He removed it & went away. At the same time when boozed  Vinay was coming out of brothel he found a bag full of gold.He picked up the bag & returned to home. In the morning when Pawan woke up he was extremely happy, Vinay came to his home & told him about that bag. Both of them decided to visit the place of saint again.

They reached & asked about how all that happened against his prophecy. Saint asked what they did in these two months. They told him the truth about what they did.

Then Saint said to them “My prophecy was undoubtedly true. According to which  you were supposed to be dead & you were supposed to be the king. But in these two months you spent whole time in devotion, meditation your deeds lessen the effect & it turned in to pricking a thorn. While you spent whole time in consuming liquor, & in brothel. Your fate from a king just turned in to a bag of gold. Those were your deeds only. What we get what we don’t get is decided by our deeds. You reap what you sow. Therefore, we must do the good if we want the same. Evil deed would give you the evil only.”

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