
One day when I was about ten, my grandpa called me and asked pointing to a squirrel in the yard, “Grand Son, can you see three white lines on its back?” “Yes”, I responded curiously, “why are there three white lines, dada?” (We call our grandpa, dada). And he started his story grabbing a chance.
Many many years ago Bhagavan (The God) Sri Ram went to Lanka with his army of monkeys to rescue Mata (Mother Goddess) Sita from the evil king, Ravana. As he marched towards Lanka, he faced the biggest obstacle as he had to cross the sea to reach Lanka. And it was decided to make a setu (the bridge). The army got into work to build the setu.
Monkeys were busy bringing sand and stones, trees and whatever they got and throwing into the sea. The work was on full swing. As it was not so easy to bring about the setu, everyone was tirelessly putting their efforts. While overseeing the process Sri Ram saw a funny thing. He found one little creature, a squirrel going to and fro to the sea water. As he observed closely, the squirrel was rolling on the sand and then immediately making a dip in the sea water. He was doing it without making any rest.
Sri Ram went to him and asked politely,
“Oh’ little creature, what are you busy with?”
“O God, I am helping building the setu”, replied the squirrel.
“How?” the God was curious.
“Every time I roll on the sand and gather some sand and then go and dip in the water to put the sand in.”
Sri Ram was very impressed with this noble effort, took it in his hands and caressed on its back. The God’s three fingers touched its back and marked three lines. As per the legend all the Indian squirrels got three white lines from that day.
My grandfather explained me that the three lines symbolize the God’s (the nature’s) acknowledgement to the noble effort.
Though I listened and enjoyed the story many times from my grandpa, I as a child could hardly make out “Why the little squirrel was doing so even though no one asked it to do so?”
Years later when I was in engineering college, I read a book called ‘The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari’ and I realized the purpose of life is a life of purpose. The quality of your life ultimately comes down to the quality of your contribution.
Now I got my answer. The squirrel was doing so to make its life purposeful and meaningful. It was doing so to add meaning to the life by making efforts however small it may be.
For me, life is perfectly symbolized by a candle. It has a short life. But that does not matter. It adds value to each moment of its life by burning itself and giving light, however small to the universe.
I decided to write this blog after reading a thought provoking post by one of my friends under the same title. You may go through this wonderful post in the following link: http://mukulmittal.wordpress.com/2010/01/09/my-take-on-life/