The school bus would arrive at any moment. Parth hurried to a
table to drink his milk. Just then Bhakti, Parth's younger sister
arrived there. She took a plate for her breakfast. Her hand
mistakenly touched the glass of milk and the milk spilled over
"Oh……no! Look, what have you done! Can't you look before you
take your plate?" Parth screamed at Bhakti. His face turned red
"I am so sorry, Parth. I didn't mean to……." Bhakti said
regretfully but Parth didn't even let Bhakti finish her apology and
ran to his room to change.
"His other uniform was not ironed. "Now, what will I wear? How
can I wear this stained uniform?" thought Parth, still very angry
at Bhakti. He had no other option than to wear the crumpled
uniform. He heard the bus driver honk outside but he hadn't packed
his bag yet. Eventually, his mother let the school bus go and
dropped Parth to school.
He was praying all the way that his class teacher should be in a
good mood and pardon his coming late. But no prayers of pardons
seemed to work for D.K sir. Parth's punishment was to go out on the
ground and run one mile. He felt very embarrassed. All the way
while running there, Parth was burning inside. He blamed Bhakti for
his punishment and was waiting to return home and scold her.
He was very tired and exhausted because of his anger. When he
returned home, he saw that Bhakti was studying for her geography
test. "Chennai is the capital of Tamilnadu", Bhakti was memorizing
the capitals of Indian states. Parth entered the room and heard
"You fool! Chennai is not the capital, Madras is the capital of
Tamilnadu", saying that he snatched her geography notebook and tore
her page. Parth was always convinced that he was right. Bhakti
collected the torn pieces of paper with tears in her eyes. This was
Parth's way of getting even with
Just then, they heard their mother's call for dinner. "Come on,
kids dinner is ready. I have made pau-bhaji today", Mummy said.
"What…..pau-bhaji?? But I had asked you to make pizza tonight!!
Why don't you ever listen to me?" Parth exploded. But a stare from
Mummy was enough to make him finish his dinner. He gulped his
dinner as fast as he could and rushed to his room.
After some time, his father returned from work. He came to
Parth's room. Parth was lying on his bed reading something. "How
was your day, dear?" Papa asked. Parth broke down and told his
father about his eventful day.
His father listened to him attentively and then calmly said,
"Spilling milk was just an accident. You became angry because you
felt that you incurred a loss and were embarrassed to go to school
in a crumpled uniform. But have you never spilled anything in your
life before? And then you felt insulted because you were punished.
But, tell me, will you miss your bus if you make it a habit to pack
your bag the night before?
You were burning with anger and you tore Bhakti's notebook page
and hurt her. Then you exploded on Mummy because you didn't get
pizza for dinner. A person becomes angry when things don't go his
way and such a person burns from within and then hurts others. Do
you like to burn?"
Parth mumbled, "No. I don't like that feeling at all. But
what should I do now?"
"You should ask for forgiveness from Bhakti and Mummy because
you have hurt them with your anger and you should resolve never to
get angry again". Papa said. "And, by the way, the new name for
Madras is Chennai!" He winked at Parth as he left the room.
Parth realised his mistake and instantly asked for forgiveness
and decided strongly not to get angry again on anybody.
Moral: The person is hurt when you
become angry on him & hurting others bind bad karmas, results
of which have to be compensated in the next life. Dadashri says
that anger is a weakness. Those who don't use anger as a weapon
have sheel(extraordinary moral character). Sheel in a person
subdues even animals. Lions, tigers, and enemies all will surrender
to such a person.