CHAPTER:2
We should listen to elders.
in the east the rays of bright light are spreading.With the first rays of dawn,coming,and projecting from behind the mountains the buds have bloassomed and adding fragrance to the surrounding.The droplets of dew are like lustrous pearls that gently arranged on the carpets of green grass.
The chirruping sounds of birds are singing Suprabhatham- the welcome song of early Sunrise.
At one corner a little deer had drunk the milk of its Mother to its hearts content.As it had recouped energy,it hopped here and there.
the green carpet of grass.. very thickly interwined creepers of plants had filled its heart with enthusiasm.the happiness doubled.After all,it is little dear and then it making tiny jumps.It has come to the joy of the frolic.Gradually that hops turned into a run.It had gone a little distant away from the mother.The mother already been warning .It is common to be overjoyed,exciting in the fledgling stage of walking...don't go quite a long.Beware that you might get lost in the forest.But had the tiny creature cared to listen?
No.
Looking that beautiful forest,hoping and with quick cadence it ran speedily in the forest,it had gone into the dense forest,somehwere it had stopped as it was exhausted.On every corner there are dense thickest'it had no idea on how it could get back.
That calf was looking with fear and fret.A tiger waiting for that very oppurtunity had come before it.The beast was waiting for its turn to gulp the deer.Till such a time the deer hadn't realizsed its grave mistake of paying a deal ear to the advice of mother.
The warmth in the mother's touch..milk it drank to the hearts content...beautiful scenes..the memories of its hops and jumps with the joy of wachting..Als,How all these things turned in a short while horrible.
It had come to grip that is won't save its life from the cruel animal.Finally it rememberd mother's narration to someone while it was in womb "We get good results by listening to Mother,Father,Teacher..ignoring them would be fatal."
It repented that it had mjistken motehrly advice or its own saftey as an attempt of building the spirit.
It remembered Guru.
That is the noble teacher baba.
The little deer is bleesed.
With baba's grace a fresh lease are received.
Sri Sainathaya namaha