"A STORY TOLD BY MY GRANDMOTHER"
once there was a farmer.he loved his only younger brother very
much.his brother was very pious and noble and was very dear to
other people too.
but unfortunately his brother died with some disease.after his
death the farmer became so alone.he brought a beautiful horse
from market to kill the time.he took great care of that white horse.
most of his time started to pass in company of the horse.it became
so dear to the farmer that he named that horse "shabbir shah"
on the name of his late brother.
but one unlucky day his horse died too with some disease.he
wanted his beloved horse to be buried with the same grace
as his younger brother was.he buried his horse after a proper
funeral in the same graveyard where the grave of his brother
was and placed a stone on its grave with the name written on
it was "shabbir shah".
after some time on the same grave of same horse there was a
splendid shrine of the saint "shabbir shah" having hundreds and
thousands of devotees,without knowing whether that grave was
of any human or not....
MORAL:-
we are those simpletons who don't see behind the picture.
don't bother to search for the reality and living lame lives.
we don't do effort to seek the truth.
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