It was in that year, when the global crises, which had been simmering for decades had come to a dramatic point: People were crawling in the streets, grasping for air, thirsting for water, crying in a selfish world for little affection.
As the life-forces were slowly but dramatically ebbing away from the people and the earth, the leaders of the world became worried that this may be the end of the human life on the earth. With great urgency they called for an earth summit with all presidents and the leaders of the world, with only one question to debate: what is the root cause of this crisis.
But even with all their papers and books, and all the great words of the professors and economists they could not understand what to do. And as all panicked and racked their brains to find an answer, they feared that their lives could not be saved.
In this time of great despair, there was an old man, who stood up and started to speak. He told a story of many thousands years ago, that told a time when angels and devils still tried to be friends. In that story, he said, the angels and devils tried to do something special for the humanity. They said: just as there is cheese in milk, let us see what we can find in water, so that it may serve all human beings. And for hundreds of years, every day every night they had been churning the lakes and oceans, the water of rivers and ponds. Sometimes the angels worked, and when they became tired, the devils took over.
But for all these hundreds of years of churning, they could not find any results. Only their backs ached, their muscles became sore. And one night the devils decided to give up. “Water is useless!” they said, “There is nothing in it!”
But the angels had much faith, and alone continued. And that night while the devils were fast sleep, the angels churned with more love and hope than ever before. And as they churned with all their heart and might, a miracle happened: the water divided, and a special elixir arose of a tremendous vitality. It is the source of life.
The old man spoke, the leaders had listened in deep silence. This was not a new story but had been passed on from generation to generation, until even that day of great crisis. It was also known that that night so many thousands of years ago, the devils had said they would never again touch water, rather stay eternally away from anything fresh and healthy, and only live in rotten food, soft drinks and alcoholic beverages.
And as all had listened to the old man speak, they decided that their only hope was to find these people of vitality, this secret of life. And while all waited, a messenger was sent to search this precious knowledge.
By helicopter and telescope the messenger started to fly around the world and as he searched and asked the people from all over the world, he heard of the people of higher life somewhere in the high mountains of the Himalayas, hidden away from the society. He heard that they could fly on horses and that plants flowered and gave them beautiful fruits. That amongst these people sickness was very rare and war was unheard of.
So he decided to go there and quickly turned his helicopter and searched for the place he had heard these magic people lived.
As he searched and was trying to find the houses of these yogis, he was surprised as he could only find hotels, restaurants and bars, but no healthy places, nor beautiful fruit trees. Wherever he turned, he saw tourist spots, cars and junks.
Finally he landed where people said had lived an old community, who had magic powers. And as he started to look for their huts, he had to ask many times to know the exact spot, but nobody seemed to understand him and he aimlessly wandered around. Thus he ended up at a place where formerly there had been a beautiful lake.
Even there were people, moving two by two, smoking and talking. Empty cans of coca-cola, sprite, fanta and beers were lying all over the place. With so much pain he was thinking about the natural scene that must have been there long time ago. He thought of the miraculous power of the lake and the life deposit of the sages. And as he searched in the dry lake soil, he found in the middle of that pond some muddy water with a grave stone in the middle.
And on that was written, the messages of the sages of vitality:
He opened his diary, noted all the points and immediately flew back to the Earth Summit where all the leaders were waiting anxiously. And as he told them that the secret of vitality was lost he also told them that the sage of vitality had left a message, and as he read it to them, he deeply hoped that this time all would listen and make a complete change for the benefit of all life on Earth.
Excerpted from the book, “Sentient Health: A Happy and Holy Life through Water”. © All rights reserved by Author.
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"Human beings have still not been able to form a human society, and have still not learned to move with the spirit of a pilgrim. Although many small groups, motivated by self-interest, work together in particular situations, not even a small fraction of their work is done with a broader social motive. By strict definition, shall we have to declare that each small family unit is a society in itself? If going ahead in mutual adjustment only out of narrow self-interest or momentary self-seeking is called society, then in such a society, no provision can be made for the disabled, the diseased or the helpless, because in most cases nobody can benefit from them in any way... in that case there always remains the possibility of some people getting isolated from the collective. All human beings must attach themselves to others by the common bond of love and march forward hand in hand; then only will I proclaim it a society." |