Once upon a time, a person kept a cow and buffalo in his house for the means of his livelihood. Only selling milk was his means of livelihood., but he cleverly used to mix water in the milk to earn more money by not giving pure milk. When customers come to his house to buy milk, he takes his utensil and calls out to his young daughter saying, daughter, please wash this utensil and bring it, it is not clean. His daughter brings the utensil after washing it and pouring water into it. This way customers think that we get pure milk but he used to mix water cleverly. The milk that was saved was sold by sending his daughter to the city, but he had asked his daughter to sell milk everywhere except one street in the city. The only reason that stopped the daughter from going down the street was that there was an ashram on that street. Where saints used to recite good accompaniment every day. The milk seller knew that it was a sin to mix water in milk, but he used to mix water in milk even after knowing it. So that he can collect more and more money for the marriage of his young daughter. He would not send his daughter to the ashram street because he was afraid that if his daughter heard the discourses of saints, she would come to know and he should not mix water with milk. One day a curiosity arose in his daughter's mind why does father mind going to this street? What is there in this street? Let's go and see, thinking like this, when she passed through that street, she saw that the discourses of saints and saints were going on in an ashram. She also sat down there and started listening to the discourses of the saints. That saint told us that God is the witness to our every action. He will reward us for every deed, we have to bear the result of good deeds and bad deeds. In the greed of money, people commit sins like mixing water in milk and adulterating oil, and grains, which is a sin, and the punishment will have to be suffered. After listening to the sermon of the saint, his daughter decided not to mix water with milk. Now again his father asked him to wash the pots of the customers. So after washing the utensil and wiping it dry, gave the utensil to the father. When her father saw it, he angrily said, "Daughter, it is not clean whether something is in utensil, but ignoring the father's signal, he gave back it to him." He got angry and when he was free after selling milk to the customers, beat his daughter a lot and said, what has happened to you today, you fool? Had you gone to the same street today in which saints and saints do good accompaniment? His daughter started crying and said yes I went there, Where I came to know that you kept me in the darkness of unknowledge. You kept on making me commit sins but now I will not do about this. This made his father even angry and said I am doing this just so that I can find a suitable groom for you and marry you with money, but now I will marry you with whichever blind, crippled, lame person shows me in the morning. His daughter said in a very calm voice, "Father, if it is written in my destiny like this, then I agree." The next day her father married a lame beggar and sent his daughter away saying go, this is your husband, now starve with him too. But He didn't know that there was a king, who by pretending to be lame, was wandering from street to street to know about the suffering of people of his state. now after marrying a lame milk seller became a queen. But when he knows that Her daughter has become the queen the king here, then he lost consciousness and went to the ashram and started crying holding the feet of the saints and said, Maharaj, your one day's sermon had such an impact on my daughter that she became the queen of this state. Just as true fruit is always obtained by doing good accompaniment, in the same way, the attainment of heaven becomes easy for those who always listen to good accompaniment. In this way, the milkman also stopped adding water to the milk and started walking on the path of welfare by listening to good accompaniment daily.
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