Krishna Kiran's

This is a story told to me by Shyamrao More, the taxi driver in Mumbai about whom I have written in my last post. Once upon a time( this is how stories are started, right!), there was a priest who served in a temple for almost 60 years. One day, there was a beggar at the temple while the priest was serving the regular 'prasadam' to the devotees. The priest took pity on the beggar who was in a very bad condition of health suffering as such from starvation. He told the beggar that if he was prepared to work in the temple, he would ensure that the beggar got his meal everyday along with shelter to stay. Having not worked anywhere, the beggar asked the priest as to what he could do. The priest asked him to just sweep the temple premises everyday and keep it clean. The beggar jumped with joy and agreed to take up the job. Life was going on in this manner and the beggar in the due course of time won the appreciation and warmth of the priest including that of some of the regular de...

If we seriously look around in our daily lives, there are innumerable lives that are a great inspiration. This is a small story of a taxi driver whom I came across today while I engaged him from Dadar. His name is Shyamrao More as I gather from my conversation with him and is a septuagenarian. He has been running a taxi to eke out his livelihood since 1959 and says that there was no Mumbai beyond Sion in the 50's and late into 60's. Also people did not dare to venture onto roads in those years late in the night as it was quite dark due to lack of street lights. His philosophy in life is quite simple. "Dil ko saaf rakho. Bhagavan, apna andar mei hai"(Keep heart clean. God lives inside there). He believes in working hard to keep his pot boiling and doesn't want to depend on anyone for his needs. His wife who is reportedly 66 years of age is the opposite of what he is. She has every photo of Gods across India at their home in Tilak Nagar and is an annual visitor t...