Once there was a small village where there was temple of Lord Krishna.
The idol of Krishna was kept inside the Garbh Griha .There were steps /stairs which would take the devotees to the idol.
This idol of Krishna was a consecrated (Jagrit murti) idol.
Once, at night this Murti of Krishna heard some noise of talks …. after sometime it realized the voice was coming from the steps of the stairs .The steps were whispering with each other …
People bow down to the idol , respect the idol , offers flowers 💐 . But, we don’t get anything accept they step their foot on us. What have we done wrong …we are made from the same rock of which this idol is made then why so much differentiation ????
The idol heard the talks and responded…
My dear steps, surely we are made of the same rock of Granite. They brought the first rock piece. When the hammer hit the chisel, some portions of the rock couldn’t handle the shape. Those were broken and used to make steps/stairs.
The remaining portion of the rock was strong. It patiently sustained the strokes of the hammer while shaping. This part got shaped into the form of a Krishna idol and that became me ….
Moral of the story is ….
“Some people can’t endure the hammer 🔨 strokes in life. They will not be capable of shaping themselves into Krishna… Those who broke down will become stairs. But, those who sustain the strokes of the hammer will get a beautiful sacred shape of Krishna himself.”
Every stroke of hammer 🔨 will shape you into something good . But if you broke down , you will turn into steps but not the Idol !
