The True Meaning of Faith in God
was a thick jungle in Mangalpur on the border of a city in
North India. All kinds of animals lived here together in friendly
spirit. The king of this forest was Lion Shera. He always
cared for the animals. Among the animals was Mikku, the Monkey.
He was very different from the others. Infact, he was very
intelligent and loyal to the king. So the king had appointed
Mikku as his special advisor for all affairs.
One day, Mikku got diverted from his usual route and just
happened to reach the city. He saw many new things there.
There were many people carrying a very decorative object on
It was a bamboo bar
that had a basket suspended with many strings like a head-down umbrella
from one end of the bar, and the same basket was present at the
other end of the bar too. Generally, Mikku had seen such arrangements
on the shoulders of fishermen who used the hanging baskets to transport
the fishes to the city to sell them in the market.
Mikku asked a person
carrying this object, “Brother, what are you carrying?” “Kanwar”,
the person replied. “But where are you coming from and where do
you have to go?” asked Mikku impatiently.
The person carrying the Kanwar on his shoulder, the Kanwaria, stopped
and said: “See, we are all pilgrims; and Shivratri, a great day
of Lord Shiva, is around the corner. So, just like the others, I
am coming from Haridwar city and I am taking the holy water of the
Ganges river in both the baskets. We have a big temple in my village
where I will anoint this holy water on the idol of Lord Shiva, the
creator of the universe and all beings. By doing this, Lord Shiva
will be pleased with me and his mercy will be upon me. My life will
be free from all sufferings and problems.” “Does it happen in reality?”
asked Mikku being skeptical.
“It does happen hundred percent when you have unconditional faith
in God. And see, I am not alone. Thousands and thousands of people
are on their way to this pilgrimage,” replied the Kanwaria.
Mikku, who had
been watching the pilgrims chanting hymns in praise of Lord
Shiva, was in deep thought about how the animals had been
stupid enough to have never bothered about any of the Gods
- even though they shared their habits of eating, living and
having fun with human beings. The point that deeply influenced
him after his conversation with the Kanwaria was that human
beings looked so happy because they always thought about their
creator and worshopped him. So now Mikku thought that he and
his fellow animals should also carry the Kanwar to please
God. But where should he go with the Kanwar? The holy water
had to be offered in a temple and unfortunately, there was
no temple in the jungle.
Next day, Mikku went
to King Shera and shared his experience about the pilgrimage in
the city. “Oh King, despite having everything, we remain in suffering
and dejection because God, who has created us, is not worshiped
by us. We never offer our thanksgiving to Him. Look, how many people
are in the city suffering regularly but they have faith in the Almighty,
and by worshipping him they receive comfort and their sufferings
disappear in a short span of time.”
Shera, who was listening very attentively said: “But we don’t know
what God looks like so how can we set up his idol in the temple
for worshiping?” “Dear King, first we should build a temple and
if our faith is pious, God will inform us through many means about
what his idol should look like for the temple.”
Next day, Shera ordered Bholu the Bear, his royal architect, to
build a magnificent temple in the Mangalpur jungle. Bholu and the
other animals raised the temple in a couple of days. Meanwhile,
Mikku, who was anxiously waiting for the completion of the temple,
gathered his fellow animals to visit Haridwar to bring the holy
water from River Ganges to offer it in the temple, just like the
Kanwaria had said.
As this news reached
King Shera, he sent for Mikku. Mikku immediately reached the palace.
“Mikku, I have learnt that you along with other fellow animals are
planning to go on a pilgrimage to Haridwar like the Kanwarias do?”
“Yes sir, is there a problem?” asked Mikku. “See Mikku, I know that
you have faith in me that I will do my best to look after you. Similarly,
I should have had faith in God to look after us. This point has
been missing in my life until now. You have made me realize that
we should have a temple in our jungle in the service of God. Therefore,
I have ordered to build a temple in this jungle,” said Shera and
paused for a moment.
“So?” asked Mikku impatiently. “Mikku, God has no figure, colour
or any resemblance with others. He is omni-present and omni powerful,”
said Shera, explaining to Mikku just like a teacher explains to
his students. “Mikku if you think that by bringing the holy water
from River Ganges in the way Kanwarias do to please God, I think,
you are wrong,” Shera continued. “Following such rituals would be
superstitious in the name of worship and not a real prayer for our
sufferings. See, in the name of religion and God how people fight
with each other. Every human race has their own God. But we are
animals and ours race is one; that is the animal,” Shera continued
talking and Mikku was listening very attentively.
“Humans made rituals in the name of God but it has now become a
superstition and nuisance not for them but for us. See, how they
disturb the traffic badly when they go on the Kanwar pilgrimage.
Suppose, an emergency or immediate medical help is needed for a
dying person, the chances of her death would be higher as the main
routes leading to the hospitals in the city are blocked in view
of the Kanwaria movement,” said Shera.
“So dear Mikku, we, the animals, should not jump in to follow such
activities. In my opinion, the raised temple should only be considered
as a place where we go and pray in the service of God,” concluded
Shera, delivering his final decision on the issue.
Mikku had now understood the meaning of real faith in God. After
all, he was very intelligent and understood that if he starts the
trend of Kanwar pilgrimage in the jungle, the situation would become
tough for other creatures and animals who have no faith in rituals;
and slowly the entire jungle would be caught in the tight grip of
other religious’ rituals and trends that ultimately invite superstitions.
And being a superstitious person would limit the progress in life.
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Contributing Story Teller: Tapan
Susheel The writer is a Roorkee-based journalist. His area
of interest is human behaviour. He is post graduate in human resource
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