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एक संत्री ची गोष्ट.. 

एका शहरात एक आजी संत्री विकायला बसायची. एक दिवस तिच्या जवळ एक तरून आला साधारण ३० वयाचा असावा. त्याने आजीला विचारले आजी संत्री कसे दिले. आजीने भाव सांगितला.. व त्याने २ कीलो संत्री विकत घेतले.. व त्यातली एक संत्री सोलुन एक फोड खाऊन म्हणाला आजी ही संत्री गोड आहे का? आजीने हात पुढे करत संत्री हातात घेऊन एक फोड खाल्ली आणी म्हणाली लेकरा गोडच हाय की.. तो हसत हसत आजीच्या हातातील संत्री न घेताच निघून गेला. असच दुसरया दिवशीही तो आपल्या पत्नीलाही बरोबर घेऊन आला. त्या दिवशी ही त्याने संत्री ची एक फोड खात संत्री गोड आहे का विचारत आजीच्या हातात संत्री देऊन हसत हसत घरी गेला. असे बरेच दिवस निघून गेले. आजीच्या शेजारची एक भाजीवाली व त्या तरूणाची पत्नी हे रोज पाहत असे. एक दिवस त्याच्या पत्नीने विचारले तु असा रोज वजन झाल्यावर आजीला एक संत्री का देतोस अन ती ही अर्धी खाऊन. त्या वर तो तरून आपल्या पत्नीला म्हणाला अग वेडे आजी रोज हे संत्री विकते पन ती कधीच संत्री खात नाही कारण तिला २ रूपये कमी मिळतील. मि तिला रोज एक संत्री खायला घालून माझ्या आजीच्या रूपात तिला पाहतो. पत्नीने गर्वाने नवरयाला मिठी मारली. दुसरया दिवशीही तसच घडले तोच शेजारी असलेली भाजीवाली आजीला म्हणाली अग हा पोरगा रोज कशापाई तरास देतो समदी संत्री गोड हायीत. आजी तरूणाकडे व त्याच्या पत्नीकडे पाहुन हसत म्हणाली अग त्यो पिरमा पायी असा वागतुय. अन त्याचा हा जिव बघुन म्या बी त्याच्या वजनात चार संत्री रोज ज्यादा घालते. आजीचे शब्द एकुण त्याला खुप बर वाटल. मनात विचार करत असताना शेजारी बसलेली भाजी वाली आजी त्या तरूनाला म्हणाली, बाळा तु जे गमावत होता ते खुशीत गमावत होतास. म्हणुन तर तुला न मागता संत्री ही अन आजीच प्रेम या दोन्ही गोष्टी मिळाल्या..

मित्रांनो ओंजळीत बसेल एवढ नक्की घ्या..
पन सांडन्या अगोदरच ते वाटायलाही शिका..
मानुसकी कमी होत चाललीय.
तेवढी फक्त जपायला शिका..

फक्त तुमच्या साठी


Things were going exactly as Srinivasan had feared, his Mother would come in from India and crush his American way of life under her strong South Indian influence. For a genetic scientist like Vasu, as Srinivasan was called by his friends, the only kind of order was disorder. So consumed he was by his research that the world and it's affairs mattered little to him.

Now Vasu's Mother had taken over the administration of his life. It irritated him, this milk at night and chywanprash every morning. "Have you been wearing the same pair of Jeans for the past three days?" Mother was beginning her morning interrogation.

Vasu stared at the hot idlis in front of him, the chywanprash to follow and the wardrobe interrogation that had begun. Something snapped in his mind. "Mom I love you and I love that you come all the way from India to take care of me but plesse don't fuss over me! It irritates me!  And then I cannot work!"

His Mother did not really care if Vasu was upset, "The idlis are getting cold," was her matter of fact response.

"You don't really care, do you Mom?"

"I care about you Vasu. The work you do is alright. If you don't do it, someone else will do it."

"Mom, I am genetic scientist. I am working on the evolution of man. Theory of evolution, Charles Darwin, have you heard of him? " Vasu was exasperated with her unwillingness to understand. His Mother sat down next to him and smiled, "I know Darwin, Vasu. I also know that what you think he discovered was old news in India."

" Yeah sure Mom!" Vasu said with sarcasm.

"Well if you are too smart then listen to this, " his Mother countered." Have you heard of Dashavatar? The ten avatars of Vishnu?" Vasu nodded. "Then let me tell you what you and Mr. Darwin don't know. The first avatar was the Matsya avatar, it means the fish. That is because life began in the water. Is that not right?" Vasu began to listen with a little more attention.

"Then came the Kurma Avatar, which means the tortoise, cause life moved from the water to the land. The amphibian. So the Tortoise denoted the evolution from sea to land. Third was the Varaha, the wild boar, which meant the wild animals with not much intellect, you call them the Dinosaurs, correct? " Vasu nodded wide eyed.

"The fourth avatar was the Narasimha avatar, half man and half animal, the evolution from wild animals to intelligent beings. Fifth the Waman avatar, the midget or dwarf, who could grow really tall. Do you know why that is? Cause there were two kinds of humans, Homo Erectus and the Homo Sapiens and Homo Sapiens won that battle." Vasu could see that his Mother was in full flow and he was stupefied.

"The Sixth avatar was Parshuram, the man who wielded the axe, the man who was a cave and forest dweller. Angry, and not social but the seventh avatar  was Ram, the first thinking social being, who laid out the laws of society and the basis of all relationships. The eight avatar was Krishna, the statesman, the politician, the lover who played the game of society and taught how to live and thrive in the social structure. The Ninth avatar, the Buddha, the man who rose from Narasimha and found man's true nature. The nature of Buddha, he identified man's final quest of enlightenment. And finally, my boy, will come Kalki, the man you are working on. The man who will be genetically supreme."

Vasu looked at his Mother speechless. "This is amazing Mom, how did you.. This makes sense!"

"Yes it does Vasu! Now have your chywanprash! " from my iPhone

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