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On the Banks of a River

Sometimes Mahaprabhuji would walk with me at Mount Abu and during one of our excursions through the jungle, we came to the banks of a river and lingered there for some time.

After awhile, Mahaprabhuji asked me, "Madhavananda, what do you see here?"

"O my Lord, this river is enormously beautiful," I replied enthusiastically. "The rhythmic sound of the ripples, the lush green grass on its banks and the small round pebbles are all enchanting. The natural beauty of this place is truly breathtaking."

Smiling, Mahaprabhuji looked at me.

"My child, this is only a beautiful vision of the external world. Indeed the pebbles are colourful and pleasant to look at, but in reality are worthless. Different in their size and weight, among these millions there may only be a few of the same size. Just like among the billions of men and women who have outer beauty, only few possess knowledge of the truth. The lives of all the others are futile and wasted when this knowledge is lacking."



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