The Joiner
A farmer lived in a village. He used to carry two big pots every morning to fetch clean water from the springs, which he tied in sticks and hung on his shoulders on either side. One of the pots was torn from somewhere, and the other was perfect. In this way, by reaching home every day, only one and a half pots of water could be left with the farmer.
The right pitcher was proud of the fact that it brings all the water home and there is no shortage in it. On the other hand, the broken pot used to be ashamed of the fact that only half the water could reach the house and the farmer's hard work was in vain.
Thinking of all this the broken pot started getting very upset and one day it did not last. He said to the farmer, 'I am ashamed of myself and want to apologize to you.'
The farmer asked, 'Why, what are you ashamed of?'
The broken pot said, 'Maybe you do not know, but I am torn from one place, and for the last two years I have been able to bring only half of the water I should have brought home. This is a big deficiency in me and because of this your hard work has been wasted.
The farmer felt a little sad after hearing the pitcher and said, 'No problem, I want you to see the beautiful flowers falling on the way while returning today. The pitcher did the same. He kept looking at the beautiful flowers all along the way.
By doing this, his sadness went away, but by the time he reached home, half the water had fallen from inside him. Disappointed, he started apologizing to the farmer.
The farmer said, 'Maybe you didn't notice. All the flowers were there all the way. He was just on your side. There was not a single flower on the right side of the pot. That's because I always knew what was lacking in you, and I took advantage of that. I had sown the seeds of colorful flowers on the road leading to you.
You kept irrigating them little by little every day and made the whole path so beautiful. Today it is because of you that I am able to offer these flowers to God and make my home beautiful. You think, 'If you were not the way you are, then would I have been able to do all this?
We all have some shortcomings in us, but these shortcomings make us unique. That is, stay as you are. Like that farmer, we should also accept everyone as they are. Attention should be paid to his goodness. When we do this, then even a broken pot will become more valuable than a good pitcher.
See tomorrow
Seth Jamnalal Bajaj had resolved that he would use only indigenous items for life. His promise was also that he would do satsang every day to some saint, Mahatma or scholar.
One day he went to a saint's Satsang, during a conversation he said, 'Maharaj, with the blessings of saints like you, I have earned so many sources of income in my life that my seven generations will not have to worry about earning. Sometimes I worry about the eighth generation that I don't know what will happen in their fate?"
Santji said, 'Sethji, do not worry about the eighth generation. You come here tomorrow morning. All your worries will be resolved.
Seth Jamnalal Bajaj reached his hut early in the morning. The saint said, 'Sethji, near the village temple, a poor broom family lives in a slum. First, you give him lentils and flour for one day's food. Then I'll tell you that trick."
Seth Jamnalal reached that hut with flour and lentils, as soon as an old lady came out, came out, Sethji handed over the food grains brought to her, then she said, 'Son, take it back, today's grain of water has arrived.
Jamnalalji said, 'Then keep it for tomorrow.' The old lady said, 'When God has made arrangements for today, he will definitely do for tomorrow. You give it to someone in need.
Hearing the words of the old lady, Seth Jamnalal Bajaj became watery. He touched the feet of the old woman, the idol of detachment and renunciation, and sought blessings and returned. After this incident, he himself used to say, 'Keep doing the work, by the grace of God, the needs will continue to be fulfilled automatically
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