Bhagavan's warning

Thank you beloved Father, for your kindness and protection to my kin.

But dearest, it was not a slap i gave you on another occasion but a soft loving caress on your cheeks. You remember when you fed me from your plate? i was soooo touched, i stroked your cheek. I wanted to eat from your plate, sitting cumpsaguly in your lap.

But sadly you gave me another plate to eat from.

Later i wept as i thought about it, and realized that if you had fed me with your hands, all the other monkeys, squirrels, snakes and thousands of other animals would have come over running and there would have been quite a sitchyashun. All would have wanted to be fed by You.

And that is why you gave me food in a separate plate. No one was jealous. And no sichyashun, either.

To us you were Lord Rama who loved the monkeys, and the monkeys worshipped Him too.

In the history of monkey-kind never has anyone loved us and cared for us like You did. You truly are the Father of all: humans, animals, trees, birds, plants .... all that live.


Glory to You, O Loving Father! Glory to Your Devotees, especially the little ones who blog about You.

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Meditator Monkey

July 1, 2007 10:24 PM