Story World: The Three Questions

- The splendor of the story of the world's best creators ...

- Original creator - Leo Tolstoy

Presentation-Paresh diameter

"But live while you live because tomorrow you will die."

- Leo Tolstoy

- The most important thing is your karma to work for the good of man, because man has been born on this earth for the same purpose.

'Varta' was created for the first time in Gujarati language. It was 100 years old last year. On this occasion, a unique celebration was held by publishing classic stories of famous creators of Gujarat in 'Gujarat Samachar'. A treasure trove of Gujarati stories received a warm response from readers. After that, it is now presented to the readers of 'Gujarat Samachar' - the splendor of the works of the world's foremost storytellers ...

(Second half)

Once upon a time a king thought that before he started any important thing, if he knew what was the best time for that work, and he also knew who to work with and who not to work with, and Knowing that there is a lot of work but which of them is the most important, then no work will ever fail. And thinking this, the king declared that he would reward the man who would answer these three questions. Gives. But the king did not get a satisfactory answer, so he decided to go there and ask a learned forest hermit. They arrived at the cottage in plain clothes, keeping their soldiers away, and saw an emaciated hermit digging the ground outside his cottage. The king asked them three questions but the hermit continued digging. The king said you eat porridge, I will dig the ground. The king began to dig the ground. After digging two karyas the king paused, asked back three questions but the hermit said now you relax and I will dig. Now on ..)

But the king did not give them a shovel and they continued digging. An hour passed, then another hour passed. The sun began to set across the trees and then once again the king, digging the ground with a spade, asked: "I have come to you, O wise man, to find the answers to my three questions. If you can't answer me, tell me straight so I can go home. "

"Looks like someone is running."

Said the hermit. "Let's see who it is."

The king looked back, and a bearded man was actually running towards him from the forest. The man was holding her stomach with both hands, and blood was oozing from her fingers. While the king was standing, the man reached out and fell down unconscious, without moving and in that state he kept shouting weakly. The king and the ascetic took off their clothes together. He had a deep wound on his stomach.

The king washed the wound as well as he could and bandaged it with his handkerchief and hermit's thumb, but the bleeding did not stop. The king again and again went to clean the bandage soaked in warm blood and again tied it to the wound. Eventually the bleeding stopped and the injured man regained consciousness and asked for water. The king brought fresh water and gave it to drink.

Meanwhile, the sun had set and it was getting cold. The king, with the help of a hermit, lifted the wounded man, took him to the cottage, and laid him in bed. The wounded man closed his eyes and remained still. The king came on foot in the morning and then did physical labor for him and for that reason he was so tired that he lay on the threshold of the door and in an instant he fell fast asleep. It was such a deep sleep on a short summer night that when he woke up in the morning it took him a while to figure out where he was now ... and when he saw the bearded man lying in the side bed he remembered everything. The bearded man who was now watching the king eagerly with his bright eyes.

"Excuse me," said the bearded man in a faint voice when he saw that the king had woken up and was looking at him.

"I don't know you and there is nothing to forgive you," the king replied.

"You don't know me, but I know you. I am your enemy and I swear that I will avenge you for killing my brother and confiscating my property. I knew you had come alone to meet the hermit, and I had decided that I would kill you when you returned. But the whole day passed, you did not come and so I came out of the place where I was hiding to attack you, to see where you are and came out as if I was facing your soldiers in your place. They recognized me, attacked me and wounded me. I just ran away from there. If you hadn't treated my injury, I would have died in a blood-sucking condition. My plan was to kill you and you saved my life. Now if I live and if you wish, I beg you to spend my whole life as your faithful servant, and I will command my sons to do the same. Forgive me! "

The king was pleased to see her husband easily disputed, and they not only forgave him but also promised to return his confiscated property and send his own doctors and servants to treat him.

The wounded man departed from there when the king went out to meet the hermit. Before leaving they just wanted to get the answer to the three questions asked by the hermit one last time. The hermit was planting seeds in the beds in his garden, bent below the knees, the beds that were dug yesterday.

The king went to them and asked: "Just one last time, O learned man, I ask you the answer to my three questions."

"But when did you get the answer?" Said the hermit, looking at the king standing in front of him sitting on his thin legs.

"How have I been answered?" The king asked.

"If you hadn't shown pity on my poor condition yesterday and dug these beds for me, and if you had come back alone yesterday, this man would have attacked you for sure and then you would have regretted that you were here with me." It would have been nice to have stayed. That's why the most important time was when you were digging to prepare the carriages, I was the most important man for you and your most important activity was to do something good for me.

And then when that man came running to us in a state of swallowing blood, the most important time for you was to treat him, because if you had not bandaged his wound, he would have died without reconciling with you, and so at that time that man He was the most important man for you and what you did for him was your most important good deed.

So remember: the most important time is only the present and it is the most important because it is the only time when we have control over ourselves and the most important man is the one you are with now and the most important is your karma that To do what is good for man, because man was born on this earth for the same purpose. "

Introduction to the Creator

Leo Tolstoy

Born: September 8, 19

Died: November 30, 1910

One of the greatest Russian writers in the world. Her novels 'War and Peace' (19) and 'Anna Kernina' (18) are still considered the highest milestones of 'Realist Fiction'. Realist fiction is about fictional characters who talk about the present, dealing with the current issues of our society. It has been controversial that he has been nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature for five consecutive years and for the Nobel Peace Prize for three different years, but never won the Nobel Prize.

He was born into a wealthy aristocratic Russian nobility. His first literary creation was based on the self-experience of three books, 'Childhood', 'Boyhood' and 'Youth'. He married Sophia, who was 18 years his junior, at the age of eight. On the eve of the wedding, they gave Sofia a diary of their past sex, which also mentioned that a boy working on their estate was their illegitimate child. Yet the husband and wife's early married life remained harmonious. Thirteen children were born, five of whom died in infancy. Sophia helped them create their great novels. But then came a time when their thinking became more and more radical, they lost the right to their inexhaustible ancestral property, even giving up the copyright on their writings. This was the time when there was a rift between husband and wife and their previous cohabitation was miserable.

Leo Tolstoy was a proponent of non-violence and vegetarianism, and correspondence continued from 1905 when Gandhi was in South Africa until Tolstoy's death. In his autobiography, Gandhi described Leo Tolstoy as the greatest pioneer of non-violence of this century. By the time he reached the age of 5, his health was deteriorating. One winter evening they suddenly got off the train. He died of pneumonia due to unbearable cold. He says that during his last journey on the train, he shared his thoughts with fellow passengers on life, advocating for love, non-violence and one-tax system.