Compassion

The king decided to construct a beautiful temple He called on the Ministers to discuss and said I have to fulfill a great dream in my life time I intend to construct a large and beautiful structure For the sake of beauty, pride, and devotion Then I propose it to surrender to the god There must be beautiful sculptures to the building Having so much domes and engravings all around That must be a marvel of creativity and construction No where in the world and no one can imitate it anyway Find out the best of materials, stones and wood The best of ivory and sandal wood aplenty Find out the great carpenters from the villages The capable masons and skilled workers also There must be enough materials and workmen To take up the work at the earliest I propose to stipulate one strict condition That any one contributing his labour must be paid No one is supposed to give donations Any job and any duty must be compensated from palace No one is supposed to donate anything to the project The full credit must be to me and only to me The full blessings of god must be entitled to me That is my dream project and I ask to go and find The man and materials and also the carts to carry Hundreds of bullock carts may be engaged To carry out the materials from distant places Hundreds of horse carts and elephants also May be engaged for the work whenever it needs Speed is the criteria, beauty is motivation The size of the structure must be big and supreme There must be a large lake out side the walls For taking a holy bath by the devotees Every spending cash must be from the palace This is my ultimatum and violators punished After a year a marvelous temple came there Consecration ceremony proposed in detail Before it the king decided to engrave his name After settling every wages and costs in time verifying the liabilities in full and all No one is entitled as a balance of debt His name was beautifully engraved in golden letters He was very happy and pride in the happenings Another day before consecration he visited the site Walked along the buildings with pomp and pride In one of the walls he saw another name engraved That too in golden letters a lady's name With angry he called on the ministers and asked who this fellow and how the name came No one dared to answer but trembled with fear Because they were all ignorant about the matter He asked them to summon all the women in the same name To the palace ground to question the incident The day came and women in different ages and positions Came to the ground and paraded in lines The king came and asked to them Who ever contributed to this noble cause must come Before me at once, or else I will punish All of you without fail but no one came Repeated the question several times Atlast an elderly lady with walking sticks Walked slowly before the king and bowed her head Majesty, I committed a service if it is to be reckon One day when the bullock carts carrying granite load one of the cart stopped in front of my hut with tiresome and saliva aplenty coming from its mouth Having pity on the scene that I gave A handful of grass and drinking water to it If it was intended as a crime lord, May you punish me atonce and permit other to free I beg your pardon my lord if it is a sin The generous king thought a while And then called on the aged women as Mother With folded hands he asked her pardon and said All this came from my over pride mother From my selfish motive of ownership of this holy one Without society support no one can achieve Anything goodness in this world I understood All you may depart from the palace after a dinner And come back for the ceremonies as scheduled.