SANATAN WAS telling his beads by the Ganges when a Brahmin in rags came to him and said, 'Help me, I am poor!'
'My alms-bowl is all that is my own,' said Sanatan, 1 have given away everything I had.'
'But my lord Shiva came to me in my dreams,' said the Brahmin, 'and counselled me to come to you.'
Sanatan suddenly remembered he had picked up a stone without price among .the pebbles on the river-bank, and thinking that some one might need it hid it in the sands.
He pointed out the spot to the Brahmin, who wondering dug up the
stone.
The Brahmin sat on the earth and mused alone till the sun went down behind the trees, and cowherds went home with their cattle.
Then he rose and came slowly to Sanatan and said, 'Master, give me the least fraction of the wealth that disdains all the wealth of the world.'
And he threw the precious stone into the water.

না চেয়ে না পেলে    তার যত দায়
       পুরাতে পারো না তাও,
কেমনে বহিবে       চাও যত কিছু
       সব যদি তার পাও!

ON MANY AN idle day have I grieved over lost time. But it is never lost, my lord. Thou hast taken every moment of my life in thine own hands.
Hidden in the heart of things thou art nourishing seeds into sprouts, buds into blossoms, and ripening flowers into fruitfulness.
I was tired and sleeping on my idle bed and imagined all work had ceased. In the morning I woke up and found my garden full with wonders of flowers.