THE POWER OF LOVE……(Short Message).

Feb 27, '13 11:20 AM for everyone

A mighty King was marching home after being victorious in a battle. He captured the crown of the neighboring kingdom & killed the King. The King was passing through a jungle. He wanted to rest. The army halted there for the evening. Nearby was a hermitage. The king decided to pay his respects to the sage there. He sent his Minister & some soldiers to seek an audience. They told the disciples that, "Maharaj wants to meet the sage." The disciples said, "Guruji has retired for the day, you can come tomorrow." The next morning the King came to the hermitage dressed in his royal dress, with his ministers. The sage was sitting under a tree & scattering seeds all around. Hundreds of birds of different kinds were eating & the sound of their twittering filled the air. The King walked up to the sage. The sage did not look up. The king said, "Pranam, Guruji!" No answer. He spoke louder, "Pranam, Guruji!" Still, no answer. "Guruji, I said Pranam!" he said in an angry voice. The sage looked up & said, "Stop shouting, you are scaring the birds. That made the king even more angry. "Do you know who I am….?" king shouted. The sage said calmly, "Yes, I do. You are the one who kills the love for power. You are the one who doesn’t know that this power is temporary. One day another King shall kill you in the same way. The love of power shall bring about your downfall. The king was beside himself with rage. He said, "Your impertinence is intolerable. I shall behead you just now…!!" He drew out his sword & raised it to strike the sage. In an instant, hundreds of birds flew up & attacked the king. They poked their beaks into his face, his eyes & his arms. The king moved his arms up & around to ward off the birds. But the birds wouldn't leave him. The sage said, "Leave him! Leave him! Come to me my dears!" All at once, the birds came down & sat at the feet of the sage. The sage said, "All I ever gave these birds is love. Oh King…! Realize the power of love. The love of power has blinded you & brought you to the level of a killer. These birds would have killed you, but that's because they love me. I rule over them like a king too, but the only power I ever exercise over them is the power of love & it is greatest power on this Earth." Moral of the Story:- It’s not what You gather, But what You scatter That tells what kind of Life you have Lived……..!!! Treat everyone with politeness , even to those who are rude to you, Not because they are not nice, but because you are nice.....!!! 99% Problems of Life are due to the Tone of Voice, It's not what you say……..but How you say that creates the problem…….!!!