A baker wanted to get to know a great guru in his town a little better, so he invited him to dinner. The day before, the guru went to the bakery disguised as a beggar, picked a bread roll off the display and began to eat it. The baker saw this and tossed him out […]
Everyone is a part of the Divinity no matter how small or incapable or inefficient one might be. But the human nature is like that, that everyone worships the rising Sun, bows down to the rising sun. The dusk has no takers, the setting Sun makes them sad.