History of anger

Pankaj was an angry boy. He gets angry with little things and fights with others. cause of this habit, nobody became my friend.

Hindi story about anger

Pankaj’s parents and family have told him many things to change their nature, but this has no effect on him.

One day, Pankaj’s parents learned that a sannyasin Baba, who lived in a city near the city, solved people’s problems in a strange way.

The next time he took Pankaj towards Baba.

Baba says, prepare yourself two piles of the flat earth.

Pankaj found this strange, but for fear of his parents, he agreed to do so.

In an instant, he prepared a lot.

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Baba says, “Now prepare with these two stacks

Pankaj soon prepared two types of land and said, “Baba, can I go home now?”

Baba pushed him away with a gesture, smiled and said, “Now bring one of these to the potter and tell him to cook it by baking it.”

Pankaj could not understand what Baba wanted to do, but he had no choice but to listen to it. After two or three hours, Pankaj came back after doing this work.

“Take this color and bring me this heart now!” Said Baba.

“What do you want me to do after all?” With all these useless tricks, my anger does not diminish, it increases! “Pankaj started to complain.

Pankaj took a gentle breath and began to paint that baked red heart.

After being tinted, he seemed very attractive. Pankaj was also happy with his hard work somewhere and thought he would take it and put it in his room.

He took this job proudly in front of Baba.

For the first time, it seemed that Baba could have done what was right with him and would stop being angry. “Have you finished your job?” Baba asked.

“Yes, look, I have painted myself in red!” Pankaj said excitedly.

“It’s good, my son, take this hammer and strike that heart.” Ordered Baba.

“What do you say if I prepare it so much and ask you to break it?”, Protesta Pankaj. This time, Baba says seriously: “I said: do not hit the hammer!”

Pankaj quickly took the hammer in his hand and attacked his heart angrily.

The heart in which Pankaj had worked all day broke in one fell swoop.

“Look what you have done, I lost all my hard work.”

Baba, ignoring the fact of Pankaj, took the second heart of clay placed in his bag and said: “This second heart of clay was also prepared by you … I kept it on the ground … now Put your accent too …

Pankaj immediately took the hammer and hit him in the heart.

But because of its softness and moisture, nothing special has changed in this heart, only a hammering touch appeared.

“Now be happy … what is the point for doing this… I’m about to go from here?” Pankaj continued, saying that.

“Wait, my son!” Said Baba explaining to Pankaj: “The heart in which you worked all day was not a simple heart … it was actually a form of your true heart.”

You also burn your heart in the fire of anger … which makes things hard … because of your lack of understanding, you feel strong … you feel that it seems strong … you are strong … But when you live, it will strike like a hammer, you will not be able to recover … and as this hard heart, your heart will break too!

It’s time to go Be humble … Look, your shots are affected, but they are not broken or scattered … It can come easily in its original form … Understand that the pain is part of life and that it is not broken by that, but absorbs them inside … will forgive … love and humble without pain your heart! ”

Pankaj continued to look at Baba through a fold. He understood all things are working now how should behave.