Buddha, one day, was on deep thought about the worldly activities and the ways of instilling goodness in human. the following is the text of conversation between him and his disciple.

One of his disciples approached him and said humbly "Oh my teacher! while you are so much concerned about the world and others, why don't you look into the welfare and need of your own disciples also."
Buddha: "OK.. Tell me how I can help you"

Disciple: "Master! My attire is worn out and is beyond the decency to wear the same. Can I get a new one, please."

Buddha found the robe indeed was in a bad condition which needed replacement. He asked the store keeper to give the disciple a new robe to wear on. Though he met his disciple's requirement, Buddha was not at all that contended on his decision. He realized he missed out some point. A while after, he realized what he should have asked the disciple. He went to his disciple's place and asked him "Is you new attire comfortable? Do you need anything more?"

Disciple: "Thank You my master. The attire is indeed very comfortable. I need nothing more"

Buddha: "Having got the new one, what did you do with your old attire?"

Disciple: "I am using it as my bed spread"

Buddha: "Then.. hope you have disposed your old bed spread"

Disciple: "No.. No.. master. I am using my old bedspread as my window curtain"

Buddha: "What about your old Curtain?"

Disciple: "Being used to handle hot utensils in the kitchen."

Buddha: "Oh..I see.. can you tell me what they did with the old cloth they used in the kitchen?"

Disciple: "They are being used to wash the floor."

Buddha: "Then, the old rug being used to wash the floor...???"

Disciple: "Master, since they were torn off so much, we could not find any better use, but to use as a twig in the oil lamp, which is right now lit in your study room..."

Buddha smiled in contentment and left for his room.

Treat earth well.....it was not given to you by your parents; it was loaned to you by your children. We did not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrowed it from our children.

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