Yesterday I came to see my mother from my in-laws place. While getting down from the town bus in steps my purse(with some valuable items) was pickpocketted in a sec. I have been traveling long distances alone, sometimes even at midnight. I was always proud telling my friends and relatives that no ill-fate touched me so far. But this incident shook my pride. <br /> <br />I wondered at the pickpocket’s skill. During the prayer time my mind prayed for him/her too. I understood no one can be totally free from the evils of the world in which one lives. <br />That day I took Sri Ramana’s life history book and read the episode of showering the grace on a thief who did harm to Mahrishi. <br />*-* <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Who are you? Dear pickpocket! <br />Male or female? Child or old? <br />Like a lame tiger you endanger <br />Yourself by your sheer hunt <br />Among humans of nature inhuman <br /> <br />Did your mother cruelly desert you on streets? <br />Did your father thrash you driving to streets? <br />Did not you find other bread-winning tracks? <br />Did not you learn skills other than these tricks? <br /> <br />Did no one tell you the effects of such act? <br />Did no one teach you how to use good tact? <br />Did not even our Bharatmata tell you that, <br />If you steal, in future, will reap fatal fete! <br /> <br />Haven’t you ever tasted the lure of pure mind? <br />Haven’t you ever enjoyed the joy of working hand? <br />Haven’t you ever desired to gain uplifting wisdom? <br />Haven’t you ever heard about heavenly kingdom? <br /> <br />My sister or ye my brother! Dear pickpocket! <br />Turn your eyes! Let them meet Her eyes of elegance! <br />Let your sin be washed away on the flood of Her grace! <br />Om! Lokah samastah sukhino Bhavanthu! Om Santhi!<br /><br />Raman Savithiri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/912-mother-save-the-pickpocket-too-260608/
