Tuesday, 25 June 2019

THE THORN IN EVERY FLOWER

THE THORN IN EVERY FLOWER
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From the Thoughts of HH Shri Bhola Nathji(1902-1992) a Great Spiritual Luminary of His time who gave peace and beatitude to countless folk during his lifetime, and whose words still guide humanity today.
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Image may contain: 1 personHH Shri Nathji was going for an early morning walk alone, when an old lady rushed out of her home and brought a flower for him.
Shri Nathji gracefully accepted the flower and then looked at it with love and admiration, and said to the old lady:
"O Mataji! Dear Mother! What a beautiful flower you have given me! But it has a dreadful thorn in it, I am sorry to say!"
"What!" said the old lady taken aback, "please give it back to me! It was the most beautiful flower in my garden, I had no idea there was a thorn with it! I am so sorry!"
She examined the stalk of the flower carefully and then said:
" O Nathji! I have looked at the stalk of the flower and I don't see any thorn! Maybe my eyesight is weak. Perhaps you can tell me where the thorn is!"
Shri Nathji said: " The thorn is not in the stalk of the flower, Dear Mother, the thorn is in the flower itself!'
The old lady listened attentively as Shri Nathji spoke:
"The flower was the most beautiful in your garden. And it has captured my heart! But alas! One day the flower is going to fade away! My heart which is captured by the petals of the beautiful flower is going to suffer a terrible heartbreak! That is the thorn in the flower that I am talking about! The fading away of the flower!
"In this world, every flower which is blooming today is destined to fade away, every union in the world is going to turn into the dreadful thorn of separation. That is the picture of the world, a world which is temporary, perishable, and destined to change. We have only a few moments of happiness with us which go away no sooner than they come.
"The joy of childhood changes into the tensions of youth, and these soon lead to the responsibilities of middle age, and finally there comes old age, fraught with frailty, illness, and death.
"We cannot stop this inevitable change that time brings. We are not free, but rather bound by the changes of time. We cannot force childhood to remain with us forever, we cannot force youth to stay with us, forever, we cannot force all our loved ones to remain with us forever-- the relentless hand of time drives us towards separation...
"How wonderful it would be if within this short span of time allotted to us, we could see the reflection of that Flower whose beauty is filling this Garden of the world, and which has no thorn in it, but is Eternal, and Everlasting. And that Flower without a thorn is God."
USS GUL KA AKS HAI YE SAARE CHAMAN KI RAUNAK
JISS GUL KA GULSITAAN MEN KOYI NISHAAN NAHEEN HAI
IT IS BUT A REFLECTION OF THAT DIVINE ROSE, THIS BEAUTY OF THE GARDEN,
THAT ROSE, OF WHICH THERE IS NOT A SIGN IN THE GARDEN ITSELF!

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