We are what we think of...
A thought is the most important thing, because we become what we think of. Once upon a time there lived a Sanyaasi a holy man, sitting by the tree and teaching people. He drank milk, ate only fruits, was endlessly meditating and thought of himself as a saint. In the same village lived a poor woman who was called a witch.
A thought is the most important thing, because we become what we think of. Once upon a time there lived a Sanyaasi – a holy man, sitting by the tree and teaching people. He drank milk, ate only fruits, was endlessly meditating and thought of himself as a saint. In the same village lived a poor woman who was called a witch.
Every day the Sanyaasi went to warn the woman that the black magic she performed will bring her to hell. The poor woman couldn’t change her lifestyle because her black magic was the only way for her existence. She was strongly impressed by the story of her future that Sanyaasi told her. She cried and prayed to God begging to forgive her, because she couldn’t help herself.














