Thursday, August 31, 2006

Feeding Time ...

.... And I told you the snow would melt, the passionate love o' the sun does it. The leaves of the trees, will fall with the wind, and look that great, gray cloud will vanish now ... it goes on and on until the child finishes his/her bowl of cerelac.

When a young grandchild feeds his grandparents, gladness finds its old home, and that sorrow at length departs. Feeding your dear ones is a happy moment shared.

A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, "Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like."The Lord led the holy man to two doors.

He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in.In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.But the people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished.
They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.

'They then went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The holy man said, "I don’t understand.""It is simple" said the Lord, "In this place the people have learned to feed one another."


Srijith Unni said...

Real nice one, passerby..
True Heaven indeed..!
Where people feed each other.. Live together as friends..

With Best Regards,
Srijith Unni.

mizfit said...

well, did God, by any chance, happen to pass on the receipe for the stew?

Hip Grandma said...

very much the way we 'feed' each other on the blog.good one!explains why 'sukhrogis' are unhappy!

starry nights said...

Beautiful story..we have to rely on each other, feed each other and care for eachother.I think then we are in heaven.

mizfit said...

where r u , passerby? *sob, sob*

RandomThoughts said...

Beautiful Story & so true! Another reconfirmation ...That we are all interdependent in the world & cannot exist alone!

Loved the story!


passerby55 said...

Hi mizfit!


why sob, How about a "Upside down Pineapple cake"? we will bake a good birthday cake for you this september ... let me know the date.


Neers said...

profound!! very...

and heyy, thank you so much... you always boost my confidence...i just spell what i breathe

passerby55 said...


very .... much thankyou!...

this blogworld turns to deep golden hues in the light of what you breathe! keep breathing, keep feeling.
welcome rashmi.

thanks for the comment.
Yes dependent or independent we all ought to be interdependent.
keeps the world going round.
Thankyou lalitha..

thankyou for your kind words.
thankyou Preeta.
how right and true we all feed each other.

thankyou Mizfit,

You have this inborn talent to change the atmosphere in a room and this change is so pleasant and wonderful. ... to find a smile and laughter in a story. You are this intelligent Birbal out here.

HI srijith

indeed A true heaven, thankyou srijith to be the first out here to read this story.

Sreejith Kumar said...

Wah.... great!

Mahadevan said...

I certainly learnt a good lesson on the Teachers' Day.

Vinit said...

Thats a really nice story. Did you write it yourself ??

passerby55 said...


Sreejith, Mahadeven, Vinit

thankyou very much.