It was an early spring afternoon. I went home for the lunch break. My wife was taking a driving lesson and so my job was to take care of the kiddos in her absence, and then to take lunch if time permitted.
I took the kiddos out with nature. We had a nice walk, played under the mild sun and in the shades, listened birds chirping, eagles circling spreading their wings out and checking out some spring flowers. We came back after a while and started playing in home. I noticed a souce pouch, the one you find at fast food restaurant, in the home temple(mandir), before Sri. Bhagavan‘s holy feet. It must have been there for a long time, I assumed.
I don’t like food and other stuff lying around mandir. And I know that my kiddos play with lots of odd stuff in the home. So my reasonable guess was, my daughter may be playing with that souce pouch, put it in the temple and may have forgotten there. So With a sense of disapproval, my asked her directly:
“Dear, who put that pouch in the mandir? Why are you putting the food there?”
My daughter didn’t wait for a moment to give the answer.
“Papa, I put there. I am serving it to Sri.Bhagavan!”
Shock….I was taken aback. Suddenly she turned my reaction into devotion…..
Yes, thats what I taught her to offer the food and everything to Sri. Bhagavan first.. And when she did that in her childish innocence while playing, I was reacting differently. I realized my mistake and said Sorry to her.
“Yes, beTa, you did a great thing.”
“I want to offer this brown sauce,too to Sri.Bhagavan.”
“Go ahead…Sri. Bhagavan will accept anything from you, my kid!” Looking at Sri. Bhagavan‘s picture, I said smilingly. Sri.Bhagavan was already smiling.
