Title: LIFE IS A SHORT STAY AND THIS WORLD IS A HOSTEL – STORY
Just after the demigods had been successful in a battle with the demons, Indradeva decided to make some renovations to his home.
He called Visvakarma, the architect of the demigods, and began to instruct him how he wanted the palace to look.
After some time Visvakarma became very anxious to get back to his home, and so he prayed to Brahmaji to make some arrangement, as Indradeva was keeping him there for a long duration.
Brahmaji then prayed to Lord Visnu, and Lord Visnu made an arrangement to come to the court of Indra along with the sage Romasa Muni.
Romasa Muni appeared there carrying an umbrella.
The Lord arranged that he would have a conversation with the muni while Indra was listening.
When Visnu looked at his chest he saw that although it was covered with hair, there was a bald patch in the middle.
The Lord inquired from the sage, “Tell me great sage, what is the reason for this curious phenomenon on your chest?”
“At the end of every cosmic annihilation,” the muni replied, “one Indra dies, and when one Indra dies one of these hairs falls out. When all the hairs have fallen out, then I will be able to go back to Vaikuntha.”
“And what is the reason for this umbrella,” Visnu further inquired.
The sage answered, “I see no necessity for making any sort of permanent home here, because my stay in the material world is short. I simply carry this umbrella. This is my home.”
Indra then understood that there was no use in making any permanent plans in this material world, and so he released Visvakarma.
Though I (the admin of this site) am trying to make myself simple day by day, this story encourages me to continue to lead an as simple life as possible.
A devotee should always try to lead a simple life. This is a symbol of a devotee.
He should not enjoy all the comforts that will make them addicted to the comforts in due course of time liquidating his devotional way of life.
In the last century, a tourist from the United States visited the famous Indian Yogi.
He was astonished to see that the Yogi’s home was only a simple room filled with books. The only furniture was a Mat and a Kerosene Lantern.
“Yogi ji, where is your furniture?” asked the tourist.
“Where is yours?” replied Yogi.
“Mine? But I’m only a visitor here.”
“So am I,” said the Yogi!
Simple Living High Thinking.
This is the Symbol of a devotee.