God looks after you and your country

This is an event told by Principal Rajneesh. Two Arabs were passing through the desert. Man two and camel one.

A man calls himself a camel, and a camel is calling himself.

Night cold, daytime temperature.

A desert tour is Bap Ray Bap.

Long trips require long prayers.

The devotee, who was an Arab, kept a picture.

An image means a wreath. Allah watches, Allah watches, Allah sees, Allah… '

What else is there to do while hanging on a camel?

Beads on, devotions on, commemorations on, deserts on.

Even if the day goes by, the night has to be prepared. The tents have to be strained. Protection has to be adjusted. Both tourists slept as if everything was settled. Little did he know when he fell asleep while rotating a wreath of beads. The night of the desert is not known. As soon as the price goes up, sleep will go up.

Morning falls early. Only the lightest sun raises. Both raised Arabs. The Arab wreath of floors woke up as it turned.

It was not a camel.

Run around and look around. Bawara and shouted loudly. There was no camel. Who listens? The camel was probably out of range.

The Arab devotee, who turned the wreath, said: 'Good night I used to take the name Khuda-Talaka. Allah watches, Allah sees, Allah ...! Does Allah see this? Can't even take care of a camel?

Another Arab says: 'Friend! Allah is all-seeing, but we are bound to make camels. Allah also sees whether we have built a camel.

Principal Rajneesh says: 'The bead-keeper is much more visible than the bead-maker. He is the one who told the Arab countries this parable.

Allah is all-seeing, but we are bound to make camels.

Does Allah also see whether we have built a camel?

The occasion also spread the word in English:

God Sees Everything

But We Have To Tie Our Camel.

Let us also enjoy the occasion along with the Arabian who wrap the wreath.

The saint said in the discourse: 'Whether we do anything else, if we turn three beads a day, that's a lot.'

The words sat in Srati's mind. He climbs a tree daily and turns three beads. Thus and so on. This was their rule of rotating nests.

One day he was sad. Saint asked: What happened, did the order of the floors be maintained? '

The devotee says: Where? Now there are no beads on the tree. There is no nest left on a tree. '

The saint again said the same thing: The wicker who sees the wreath looks more than the wielder, knows more. Sometimes we want the nest to be just as it is, the birds will suffer.

Principal Rajneesh says: This is why the saints have challenged.

Do not open the wreath, Lord Kerry library

If you want to count, then keep counting the Satkarams

- Harish Nayak