There was once a King who was against idol worship. He argued that there was nothing called God and idols were mere stones. He challenged anyone who could prove him otherwise.
A small peasant came to the king’s court and said he could prove otherwise. He asked the King's permission to get the photo of his late parents. The King granted. A courier got the King’s dead parents’ photo. The peasant asked the courier to give the photo to the King. The courier did so.
And then the peasant told the King: ‘Now, spit on the photo.’
It was then that the King realized the full potential of the exercise. He understood that even though idols were indeed mere stones, they were an instance of Divine, just as how the photo was an instance of his parents even though in effect it was actually just a piece of coloured paper.
The King bowed to the peasant and apologized for his ignorance.
Source: Tinkle
Monday, June 11, 2007
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Nice analogy... btw, why did u start a new blog?
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