Eng. Tara Chand

It was about twenty years old when I was working as an Executive Engineer in Rajasthan Electricity Board in Sojat Karne of Pali district. In the same area, in a famous village, a monk of a particular society was sitting. One day sadhus were sitting at their social festival. One day Sadhu Maharaj sent me an invitation to his social festival and I reached there on time with my subordinate engineers and staff.

Sadhu Maharaj introduced me to the people in the meeting and told them where there are complaints related to electricity if any. Whatever the department-related complaints were noted, noted, and assured of the solution, after that, Sadhu Maharaj honored a wealthy man by garlanding him and he was awarded the word ‘Danveer’.

When we started leaving the meeting after taking permission from Mahatmaji, the above-mentioned Danveer Gentleman joined us and said that we should take prasadi (food). We told him that our headquarters are not far away and food is being prepared at home at this time, so let us go. But he said that this is the order of Mahatma Ji, so you go to the gym.

When we reached the restaurant, we saw that three or four sadhus of other societies were standing at the gate.

And they were saying that we have been hungry since morning, if we get two or four puris, then we will not have to sleep hungry.

Danveer Gentleman, who was accompanying us, scolded him and drove him away.

Now you see the game of money. On one hand, he left the meeting with the title of Danveer, and fed us food with a special request even if we did not want to eat, but on the other, he could not even provide two or four puris to the hungry sadhus. It is called elephant’s teeth, different for eating and different for show-offs. On the same lines, in Jangid society, some capitalists get married in big hotels.

They show off their money by organizing events, to show their splendor to the people of other societies and they do not remember to call their younger brother, because he is taking care of his family by doing simple ancestral business.

If the noble Jangid brothers cut 20 percent of grand weddings and donate them to such social organizations, which destitute elderly people who have no one to look after or who have been evicted by their families, then the arrangements for food and medicine treatment in the morning and evening can be done, then those elders will give blessings throughout their life and the name of Jangid society will be illuminated in other societies also.

-Er. Tarachand

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पैसों की माया

Daughter-in-law’s father-in-law :- One of my fellow executive engineers from the electrical department is retired and resides in Jodhpur only. His wife passed away two years ago. His eldest son passed away fifteen years ago. The younger son and daughter-in-law are staying in the government quarters because of their government jobs. As old age progressed, he thought that in front of him, I should distribute my property to both the sons. So he sold his bungalow in the posh colony and divided the property among sons and daughters and bought a bigger house for the daughter-in-law and two grandchildren of the younger boy in a colony outside the city and himself started living with the widowed daughter-in-law. After completing the eighties, the body started to sag and diseases surrounded him. I keep going to take care of them. One day when I reached his house, the daughter-in-law said that you sit and feed my father. In front of me, I made my father-in-law sit on the bed and supported him with his feet from behind and started feeding a plate in one hand and a mouthful of bread in the other.

My companions were unable to even open their eyes due to weakness and became even more weak. After feeding she started caressing her father-in-law’s head like a mother caresses her baby after taking a bath. I imagined that after the death of my partner’s mother, I was born again in her house as a daughter-in-law. You have seen the relation of the daughter-in-law with the father-in-law, son’s father is a high administrative officer in the Rajasthan government, who is known to me. He was born in a small village to a teacher’s house. Then he got selected in the Indian Administrative Service due to his hard work. She was also married to a high administrative officer, who probably seemed to be of a high family.  Bhai Saheb used to visit the village to take care of her father. When that Gurudev reached full old age with time, the son said, what is your last wish? Father said- I want to stay in Haridwar and give up my life there. That administrative officer took his father to Haridwar. He did his full service for three-four months, even used to wash his dirty clothes with father’s excreta and urine and before leaving the body, father continued to bless him a lot. 

I hope you have felt the dutifulness of the son towards his father in this story ..!!

-Er. Tarachand

इस लेख को हिंदी में पढ़ने के लिए यहां क्लिक करें:

प्रेरणादायी प्रसंग

One brother to other:

In a family familiar to me, elder brother Shri Virendra ji is retired from Air Force as Air Marshal and resides in Jodhpur city. The younger brother is retired as a brigadier in the military and lives in his native village, 100 km from Jodhpur. A long time has passed since the death of the wife of the younger brother, Shri Surendra ji. Whenever Surendra ji wanted or his elder brother would call over the telephone, they would plan to meet and then the long sitting over gossiping would be held between the two, in Jodhpur. In this way there is unbreakable love between the two brothers. The elder brother wanted the younger brother to stay with him in Jodhpur for maximum time, but the younger brother would have wanted to stay in the village to take care of the land and keep in touch with the villagers.

Once the younger brother left for the village from Jodhpur and after two hours received a call from the elder brother. Have you reached the village? The younger brother said that I have just arrived and is now opening the lock of the house. The elder brother asked, now when are you coming back to Jodhpur? 

🙂🙂

Have you seen the relation of one brother to another like this before…??

Daughter-in-law to father-in-law:

 One of my friends is a retired executive engineer from the electricity department and resides in Jodhpur only. His wife had passed away ten years ago. His eldest son passed away three years ago. The younger son and daughter-in-law are staying in the government quarters because of their government jobs. As old age progressed, he thought that I should distribute my property to both the sons in front of me. So he sold his bungalow in the posh colony and divided the property among sons and daughters and bought a big house for the daughter-in-law of the younger boy and two grandchildren in a colony outside the city and himself started living with the widowed daughter-in-law. After completing the eighties, the body started to sag and diseases surrounded him. I keep going to take care of them. One day when I reached his house, the daughter-in-law asked me to take a seat while I fed my father. In front of me, she made her father-in-law sit on the bed and supported him with her feet from behind, feeding a plate in one hand and a mouthful of bread in the other.

My friend was unable to even open his eyes due to weakness and memory had also become weak. After feeding him, she started massaging her father-in-law’s head like a mother caresses her baby after taking a bath. 

The scene was so nice that I felt that after the death of my partner’s mother she was born again in his house as a daughter-in-law. 

Did you see the relationship between the daughter-in-law and father-in-law?

From Son to Father: 

One of my acquaintances is a high administrative officer in the government. He was born in a small village to a teacher’s house. Then he got selected in the Indian Administrative Service due to his hard work. He was also married to a high administrative officer, who probably seemed to be of a reputed and well settled family. She did not go to the village to meet her father-in-law, her teacher, but Bhai Saheb used to visit the village to take care of her father. When that Gurudev reached full old age with time, the son said, what is your last wish? Father said – I want to stay in Haridwar and give up my life there. The administrative officer took his father to Haridwar. He did his full service for three-four months, even used to wash his dirty clothes with father’s excreta and urine and before leaving the body, father continued to bless him a lot. 

Did You see the son’s relationship with his father?

-Er. Tarachand

इस लेख को हिंदी में पढ़ने के लिए यहां क्लिक करें:

प्रेरणादायी प्रसंग रिश्तेदारी

Today I am showing you the scene of my village Varkana, District Pali 80 years ago where I was born during the famine of Vikram Samvat 1996. Small village with a population of 150-200 households My parents told me that that year was the worst famine of the century. There was also a shortage of paddy due to lack of grain production, which has not been raining for two years.

In my childhood, I had a terrible disease of smallpox, at that time it entered. There was a hospital in the town 30 miles away, where I used to take me in a bullock cart to see the doctor. By the grace of God I was saved.

At the age of six, my uncle got me admitted to the primary school in the nearby village of Bijowa, because in my village the high school run by the Jain community was conducted from class VI onwards. Bijowa village See the love of the old teacher of the school reaching the school after crossing the water channel from my village. I was with him in Delhi. After passing the fifth standard, I took admission in the sixth class in my own village. After 15 years, one met my friend’s sister’s wedding. Where he studied there till high school.

There was a procession from the groom’s side. I recognized them and hello

There is a Sukdi river near the village, which at that time started in the rainy season and flowed for four to five months. Therefore, washing and bathing used to take place on the river bank there. There was a rahat under the school, for the rest of the time he himself used to do the work of bathing and washing clothes, this was taught by the gurus.

There is a famous Jain temple in the village where the Jain Sahib’s box is located. Thanks a million to God. Since childhood, we used to see Jain travelers traveling by bus. During the study, holders, medicines were used from the beginning, they used to carry them from Swahi to the medicines. In school, I learned hand cooking, smiling, primary health service from Scouting and participated in the second Jambri of All India Scout Guide held in Jaipur in 1956.

The love of teachers was like that of parents. At that time the financial condition of my father was not very good, so the teachers used to provide me with one book each. He used to study in the village under the light of lanterns and lamps. Father used to make agricultural implements for the farmers, so he would bring them from his farm, and the farmers used to give grain instead of wages, which lasted for a year. The railway station is five kilometers away from the village, where the manager of school boarding, who brought grocery, copy, stationery etc. on foot, was brought by the self of Jodhpur. Shri Sampatrajji was very good, who gave me son affection and kept giving guidance from time to time. You must have thought that while studying in class VIII, I would have thought that doctors, engineers could have become Jain community only, because at that time Again

So after passing 8th in a government job. Others would take care of their ancestors.

But by the grace of God, I was encouraged by good teachers and created an environment for further studies, taught and for that reason later in Jodhpur Engineering College.

During childhood, everything in the village was pure. Bringing water from the wells. There is greenery all around. At that time a double room was covered with tiles. So the elderly man slept with a cot in the street of the house. Haven’t seen any case of theft. The Thakur of the village was the judge of that time, who would decide the disputes among the people.

and introduced myself to them, they were so happy that I was invited to their Ramras Higher Secondary School no. Called in 3 and introduced me to his students in the class and then took me to his house where he introduced me to the family members, where is that love now? It was the joy of childhood for a person like me from a rural background.

-Er. Tarachand

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