A tale of true devotion from the ramayana!!!!

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Beautiful, dear Adi!

 

JAI SRI RAM!!!JAI HANUMANJI!!! JAI DURGA MA!!!JAI PHIL COLLINS!!!

 

Phil Das Bhakta

 

, "adi_shakthi16" <adi_shakthi16>

wrote:

> "While the monkeys were building the bridge, a small squirrel

> took pebbles in its mouth and brought them to the workers:

> `These are to help in building the bridge to Lanka so that blessed

> Rama may bring back his wife. I must do my share of the work.'

> `You, what?' cried a monkey. `I am helping to build the bridge,

> sir,' replied the squirrel. `Look, I am carrying the small

> pebbles that with your rocks will help to from the bridge.'

>

> "The monkeys burst into a mighty roar of laughter. By this time

> a crowd of monkeys had collected and the first monkey roared out,

> `Did you hear that? The squirrel says she's building a bridge

> with her pebbles! Haha! I've never heard anything so funny in

> my life.' The other monkeys thought it was a good joke too.

> They held their sides and laughed. When they could laugh no more

> they said to the squirrel: `Here, little creature. Do you think

> Rama is in need of your pebbles? He commands the largest army

> in the Seven Worlds, and for him we carry whole mountains with

> their granite and rock. He does not want your little pebbles.'

> The squirrel said, `I cannot carry mountains or rocks. God has

> only given me strength to carry my pebbles. I cannot do more,

> but this I will do, for my heart weeps for the sorrowing Rama,

> and what I can do to help, I will.' The monkeys said, `Enough

> of your foolishness, little one. We have no time for play and

> for the likes of you. Go home to your nest in the trees and

> let us get on with our work.'

>

> "But the squirrel would not go. Again and again the monkeys

> picked her up and put her down out of the way, and again and

> again she returned, with her pebbles. Then the monkeys were

> angry and threatened to throw her into the sea. Still the

> squirrel said, `But I want to help too.' Then an angry monkey

> picked up the little squirrel and flung her away. But she, crying

> the name of Rama, fell into his hands, where he stood.

>

> And Rama held the little squirrel close to him and said to the

> monkeys, `Despise not the weak and the small, for according to each

> man's strength will he serve. And to me what matters is not how

great

> the strength and service, but how great the love and devotion.

> This little squirrel with her pebbles has love in her heart that

> would move the earth and the heavens by its strength and power.'

> And he chid them for their pride. But the squirrel he held

> close to him and said: `Little one, your devotion has touched

> my heart. Be blessed then by me whom you have loved and served.'

> So saying, he stroked the little squirrel's furry back. And as

> he put her down all who had crowded round saw upon the brown fur

> the three white lines that were the marks of Sri Rama's fingers.

> And ever since, the Indian squirrel has carried the three white

> stripes on its back."

>

> sri ram jai ram!!!!!