Harmony: How To Be Free From Anger And Resentment

Posted on January 16, 2011 by Raghava No Comments

by Srila Bhaktivedanta Narayana Gosvami Maharaja — July, 1999

“Once there was a very poor brahmani widow. She had only one son, of eight or nine years, and he was very beautiful and charming. She lived in a hut, and she used to maintain herself and her son by begging. She had been initiated by a high class Vaisnava and she daily worshiped Thakuraji. She was happy in her life of worshiping, chanting and remembering.

“One day, very early in the morning, she was engaged in some duty and she requested her son, ‘Bring some flowers. There are flowers in the bushes. Bring them and I will worship Thakurji’… The boy became very happy and left to follow her orders. He went to some nearby bushes, where there were beli, cameli, and other flowers, and he began to pick them.

In the meantime, a very poisonous black snake came and at once bit the boy. Without delay, in a moment, the whole body of the boy became black, and he fell flat on the ground and died. At that moment a hunter was walking in the forest, carrying a clay pot. Seeing this accident, he became very compassionate. He knew a controlling mantra to catch a snake very easily. Hearing the hunter’s mantra, the serpent became peaceful, and the hunter was thus able to put that serpent in his clay pot. The hunter then covered the mouth of the pot, took the boy in his arms as well as the pot, and he approached the boy’s mother.

“When the old widow saw her son, she cried out, ‘What happened?’ She began to bitterly weep, ‘Haya! Haya! Alas! Alas!’ After some time she was somewhat pacified, at which time the hunter told her, ‘Mother, I was there when he was picking flowers. He was innocent. He never attacked that snake, and he did not disturb it at all. Still, that snake came from within the bushes and bit him. I know a mantra, and by that mantra I have caught this poisonous snake and kept it in this pot. Please order me to cut the snake into pieces. I will burn it, and there will be no sign of its existence. Please order me. Please order me.’

“Although the hunter appealed to her again and again, the old widow told him, ‘O hunter, by killing and burning this poisonous serpent, will my son return?’ He replied, ‘Never.’ She said, ‘Then why should you kill it? I don’t want to kill it.’ The hunter said, ‘He is very wicked. He may bite another person. You must order me.’ Again and again he insisted, but that kind widow brahmani was a realized soul and a devotee of Krsna. She said, ‘Don’t kill it. If my son will not return by your doing this, why should you kill it?’ He told her, ‘He will again attack a passerby without any reason.’

“At that time the serpent interrupted, ‘Why should I do that? For years and years I was there, but I never bit anyone. Today I bit this boy, and it was only because Death came and told me, “You should bite him.” I’m innocent. Don’t kill me.’

“In the meantime, Death personified as Yamaraja Maharaja, the controller of our deaths, came and said, ‘You say this is due to me? You say that I ordered you to bite him? I never did so. Why are you accusing me? I am not responsible for this. The boy is responsible for his own actions. In the boy’s previous life that serpent was in a human body, and the boy was also a human. They were fighting each other, and the boy killed that other person. That murdered person is now a snake and he has taken his revenge. The boy’s actions themselves are like a poisonous snake, and he was bitten by that snake. I am not responsible. Neither this serpent nor myself, Yamaraja, are responsible.’”