The Young boy and the scars

[Guest guest]

Hi All,

Saw this story on the web earlier and thought it would be nice to share.

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There is one incident which happened in Benares about 300 years ago.

There was one Brahmin who used to go take bath in Manikarnika-ghat, a

very nice bathing place. So one day when he was taking bath he saw a

young boy sitting on the steps crying. He felt very compassionate and

he went and took the young boy on his lap and asked, "You look so

beautiful, a nice attractive young boy. Why are you crying like

this?You look at my back," the boy replied. So when the Brahmin

lifted up the young boy's shirt and looked at his back, he saw so

many cuts and blood was running. The man was very angry, and he

asked, "Who did this to you?" The boy said, "I will show you. Come

with me."

The man was all wet, he was halfway through taking bath, but he caught

hold of the boy's hand, and the boy was pulling him. They went through

the streets and into the village of Benares, through small alleys and

lanes, and they came in front of one small house. The boy said, "The

man who lives in here, he' s the one who did it to me." And as the

man looked, he realized that it was his own house. When he looked

back, the boy had gone. So the Brahmin went inside his house, sat

down and began to cry. So his wife came and asked him, "What happened

to you? Why are you crying? You are all wet." And he said, "I saw this

beautiful boy, he was so attractive, but he had cuts all over his

back. And he said that someone from this house did it to him. I don't

know who did this. Why did he say it was someone from this house?" His

wife said, "Tomorrow you go to the same place and maybe he will come

again. This could be some god, some Devata."

So the next day he went, and he saw that the same boy was there, and

he was still crying. He went to him and said, "My dear child, you

said that the person who did this came from my house? What did you

mean?" The boy replied, "You look in your Bhagavad-gita and you will

find out." And while saying that he disappeared. So the man retu rned

to his house, took out his Bhagavad-gita and began to s tudy it. He

had been learning Bhagavad-gita a few months before, and he had

thought some verses were important, and he was thinking that this

place was connected with another place, so he was making markings on

the Bhagavad-gita. And while making the markings sometimes he would

underline something. So then he went to his guru. He told the whole

story, and then asked his teacher to explain what was happening. His

guru told him, "My dear student, how many times have I told you that

this Bhagavad-gita is Krsna Himself. It is His own energy. So why are

you cutting and drawing and

doing all this on the Bhagavad-gita verses? In this way you have

offended the Lord, and that is why He is teaching you this lesson."

The Brahmin said, "Oh, I am feeling very bad. I will never do this

again." and he begged for forgiveness.

The next day when he came to take bath he saw that the boy was again

sitting there, but he was smiling. He came to the bo y and fell at

His feet, saying, "Oh, I am very sorry I have done this . Although

You are a small boy, you have taught me a great lesson." So then the

boy got up and said, "Yes, I am a very small boy, but you must know

that I spoke Bhagavad-gita, and that Gita is mine." And then the boy

disappeared. Soon the man left his study and everything, and

according to the people's conception he became a madman. He was

always calling, "Krsna!" and running here and there, and in this way

he ended his life. Nobody knew what happened to him. The house is

still there. You can still see that house, and the book is still

there, and you can see the markings too.

Pranams to the

author.Do You

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[Guest guest]

In a message dated 6/28/05 9:30:16 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time,

kaliananda_saraswati writes:

Hi All,

Saw this story on the web earlier and thought it would be nice to share.

Namaste Dear Kalia,

What a great story. No marks to leave on any other, no marks on you.

How holy is the path writing on water.

With Love

Kanda