In the ancient times, the world
was not as organized and cultured as we see it today. There was no code of
conduct that humans would follow. It was sheer chaos. Riots, violence and
non-compliance were everywhere. The people were not happy with this state of
chaos and wanted to get rid of it but it was of no use. No matter how deeply and
intensely two people loved each other they would finally end up fighting and getting
separated. They would get this urge, this zeal to finish the quarrel but it would
never happen. They were genetically built up this way. Two people would fall in
love and then fight and separate due to disagreements. Things were really bad,
as the population was increasing and the quarrels were changing to battles and
humanity was suffering as a whole.
When all this was happening, far
away in the Indus valley a group of saints were trying to find a cure for this
disease of intolerance and defiance. Decades passed but they were not able to
find the cure. Humanity on the other hand was on the verge of extinction. The
saints knew that whatever they had to do, they had to do it fast. They were
running short of time. The High-saint smelled the risk of extinction and
decided to travel to the Himalayas with two of his disciples, Kshama and Daata. Kshama was a naughty
young boy but was intellectually very smart whereas Daata was a healthy boy with a solid built but was very short
tempered. Kshama could master
difficult looking tasks with his brains whereas Daata would break huge objects
with his bare hands. The only reason the high-saint took them as accomplices
was because of their unique abilities, Kshama
for his intellect and Daata for his
strength.
While they were half the way to
the top of the Himalayas, the three of them decided to take rest. While Daata was sleeping Kshama was disturbing him. He would just poke him and run and would
laugh when Daata would ask him not to
do so. The high-saint was observing this very closely. He was sure that eventually
Daata would lose his cool and wanted
to see that how would Kshama handle
the situation. It was not long when Daata
really got furious on Kshama. He
slapped Kshama so hard that he almost
fainted, but Daata would not stop. He
was again going to hit Kshama who was
already down when Kshama joined his
hands and in a very deep voice said the words, “Kshama... Kshama… Kshama…” The
high-saint was surprised to see that Daata
has stopped his hand in the air, he was not hitting Kshama but he helped Kshama
get up. The high-saint was just amazed to see the power of the feeling, the
sheer utter of the word ‘Kshama’
saved Kshama from the wrath of Daata. This is when the high-saint
realized that the world can be won and turned into a better place with this
compassionate feeling. Kshama and Daata were friends but they started
fighting as per their genetic engineering, but the feelings put by Kshama in his own name empowered the
single word so much that it cleared the anger and reinstated the friendship
between Daata and Kshama. The high-saint and his two
accomplices then went to the top of the Himalayas to master this feeling. Upon
their return they taught the usage of this compassion to the world and it
resulted in the restoration of love and harmony in the world.
Today also many times we have
quarrels with our loved ones. Many times we think, OK now this is it! I am not
gonna see his face for the rest of my life. But the urge of togetherness pushes
us to apologize and we end up making things right just by saying 3 words – ‘I
am SORRY!’. Apologizing to someone and accepting someone’s apology is the
greatest sense that man has ever mastered. It brings people closer and makes
you feel light.
So guys, don’t be afraid to apologize
to someone, it makes you bigger in their heart. And don’t be a miser in
accepting apologies as it makes you bigger in your own heart!
by Ambuj
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Good attempt
Good attempt
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