Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven's Gates. Ahead of
him is a guy, nastily dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather
jacket & jeans.
Lord Dharamraj asks him: Please tell me who are you, so that I may know
whether to admit you into the kingdom of Heaven or not?
The guy replies: I am Banta Singh, taxi driver from New Delhi!
Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger, smiles & says to Banta Singh: Please
take this silken robe & gold scarf & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.
Now it is the priest's turn. He stands erect and speaks out in a booming
voice: I am Sant Shiromani Baba so & so, Head Priest of the so & so Temple
for the last 40 years.
Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger & says to the Priest: Please take this
cotton robe & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.
'Just a minute,' says the agonized Priest. How is that a foul mouthed, rash
driving Taxi Driver is given a Silken robe & a Golden scarf and me, a
Priest, who's spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has to
make do with a Cotton robe?
'Results my friend, results,' shrugs Lord Dharamraj.
While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove his taxi, people
PRAYED.
Moral of the story: Its PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately counts.
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