There was a village called Rampur, which had the largest temple. And that temple was so big and famous that everyone who worked in it used to work in that temple for a salary. I mean pooja, aarti, cleaning the temple, ringing the temple bell, that is, every person was working in that temple on the basis of salary. But the person who was going to ring the bell became so famous for ringing the bell during Aarti that everyone could see his devotion to God. And he used to ring such a beloved bell that everyone respected him. This journey continued for years.
Five years later, the trustees of the temple changed and new trustees came and said that now the educated person will work in this temple, that is, the uneducated person will be expelled from this temple. What will happen now, the bell ringer was also told to take your salary as you have not learned from today. That's why we're kicking you out of this job. Then the uneducated bell ringer said that even though I have not learned, I do the work of ringing the bell sincerely and there is no need to learn in this work. But the new trustee does not hear a word from the person and says that he cannot travel because now only educated people can work in this temple. So you can't work here. Now the bell-ringer hears this and leaves.
Now all the educated people were kept in that temple. But not all the people who came to the temple enjoyed Aarti as much as the uneducated person used to play the hour. So at the end of the day, people go to the illiterate bell ringer's house and ask him to come back to the temple to ring the bell and start ringing the bell again. So that uneducated person says I can't come to that temple to ring the bell. Because if I come back to the temple to ring the bell, the new trustee will think that I am back for some work, so I can no longer come to that temple. Then a sensible person would say no problem, you open a small agarbatti shop in front of the temple and sell incense and come to ring the bell during Aarti, no one will suspect that you have come for work. The uneducated man opened an incense shop in front of the temple, saying that he was fine. Now this uneducated man used to come to the shop every morning and go to the temple during Aarti and ring the bell. This went on for many years.
Ten years later, the uneducated man started several shops from one of his shops, not a small incense burner, but a habit of doing all the work wholeheartedly and constantly. Shop and also donated dal to his own agarbatti factory there. Now that man had become the richest man and he used to come to his factory in his BMW car. But during Aarti, he would go to the temple and ring the bell.
After many years of travel, the trustee of that temple changed again. And the temple had to be repaired by a new trustee, so it needed money. So the new trustees reached out to the factory owner who had earlier beaten the clock. He said that the temple is to be repaired but five lakhs are required for it. On hearing this, the owner of the factory, without asking any questions, took out a check from his pocket and presented it to the new trustees, telling them to pay the check. So the new trustee filled out the check and said sign now. So the factory owner says, I don't know how to sign. But I can give thumbs up. The new trustee is surprised to hear this and tells the factory owner that you are uneducated, not well educated, yet you are such a rich man, if you had been educated you would not have known where and how rich you would have been. The owner of the factory then says that if I had been educated, the bell would have rung in the temple till today.
A situation arises in our life where we are made to feel our shortcomings. I mean brother you have this deficiency, so you can't do this job, it is said. Or you are not fit for the job. But the same shortcomings create new ways for you. That is, if one path closes in our life, the other opens automatically. Therefore, if you have been told about your life, watch carefully that your life is going to be a big one.
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