Shiva’s Gift

Handing over charge of the universe to Shiva, Vishnu had retreated for Anant Shayan. Parvati suggested an aerial survey of the earth, Shiva readily agreed, and they rode the multi-talented Nandi who could also fly.

All is well with the world, don’t you think so? Shiva asked.

Yes, I concur; but can you please help that very poor man down there who’s struggling to feed his family?

Shiva kept silent.

O Lord, O Bhole Shankar, you’re unfailingly compassionate. Why can’t you help that distressed person?

Of course, I can. But he has never asked for anything. No petition or prayer for self or family. Man’s mind is inscrutable, you know. Even I can’t figure out what he wants.

Why don’t you make him wealthy? That’d eradicate his hunger and poverty.

Darling, Gods do not run poverty-alleviation programmes; governments do. Also, it’s not my policy to shower boons without a prayer; but I’ll make an exception to please you.

The poor man was in a forest which was bountiful, and a few hours of foraging gave enough food for a day. He knew the forest like the back of his hand, and knew where to look for fruits and roots.

Shiva dropped a brick of gold a few steps ahead of the lonely forest path the man was presently taking. Exactly at the same moment, a thought occurred to the poor man. I know this forest so well; can I walk this path with my eyes closed?

He closed his eyes, continued walking, and when he stumbled against the brick of gold, he bent down, picked it up, and threw it into the bushes, all without opening his eyes.

Did you note that? Shiva asked Parvati.

Are you suggesting that he is fated to be poor?

Not at all. Only, he must be ready and willing to accept a boon!

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