In ancient times, there was a king who was a great devotee of Shiva.

In ancient times, there was a king who was a great devotee of Shiva. One day he had a desire in his mind that on Monday, the tank of his beloved Lord Shiva (the part where Pindi along with Jalhari is located) should be filled to the brim with milk.

The pond of Jalhari was quite wide and deep. On the orders of the king, Duggis were beaten in the entire city so that…
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‘On Monday, all the cowherds of the city should come to Shankar ji’s temple with all the milk, the tank of God has to be filled; Whoever violates this will face severe punishment.
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All the cowherds were very upset after hearing the king’s order. No one fed milk to their children nor allowed the calves to drink milk.

The suckling children started getting distraught with hunger. All the cowherds collected all the milk and reached the temple and left the milk in Lord Shankar’s tank.
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But surprise! Even with this much milk the tank could not be filled completely. Seeing this the king became very worried.
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Then an old lady came with a potful of milk and with great devotion offered the milk to God and said…

What is the value of my handful of milk compared to the milk of the whole city? Still, Lord, please accept these two drops of devotion from me, an old woman.
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As soon as the old woman left the temple after offering milk, God’s tank suddenly filled with milk.
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Everyone present there was surprised. When the news reached the king, he too was surprised.
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Next Monday, the king again ordered Lord Shiva’s tank to be filled with milk.

The milk of the entire city was released into Lord Shankar’s tank; But again the tank remained empty. Like before, the old woman came and released the milk of her vulva into the tank and the tank got filled.
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The royal servants went and narrated the entire story to the king. There was no limit to the king’s surprise. He decided to find out the mystery of this incident by being present there himself.
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On the third Monday, in the presence of the king, milk from the entire city was poured into the God’s tank, but the tank remained empty.

Meanwhile, the old lady came and as soon as she offered milk, the tank got filled with milk. After performing the puja, the old lady left for her home.
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The king started chasing him. After going some distance, the king caught hold of the old woman’s hand.
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The old lady started trembling with fear. The king gave her protection and said… ‘Mother! Satisfy one of my curiosity.

What kind of magic or mantra do you have by which Shankarji’s tank suddenly gets filled as soon as you offer him a cupful of milk?’
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The old lady said.. ‘I neither know nor do any magic or mantra-tantra. After satisfying all the children and cowherds of the house with milk, I bring one cup of milk from the remaining milk. As soon as I offer it to God, he becomes happy.

As soon as it is offered to him with emotion, he accepts it and the tank gets filled.
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But by showing fear of punishment, you forcibly cut the stomachs of all the children, old people and cowherds of the city and leave them suffering from hunger and take all the milk in your possession…

And then when you offer it to God, God does not accept it due to his sigh and even with that much milk, God’s stomach does not get filled and the tank remains empty.
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The king realized his mistake and vowed not to do anything that would hurt anyone from now on.

Keep this in mind while performing puja.
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‘Whatever I have, it all belongs to God, I just have to worship Him with the power given by Him by becoming an instrument’…
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Whatever is done with this feeling, everything becomes worship of God.

On the contrary, the things which man considers as his own and worships God, are deprived of worship (due to impure feelings).