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Story 1: Task of Stealing..!!


Once Ramakrishna asked his disciples to steal a little rice from their own home but there was one condition that nobody sees them stealing rice.


After a week all of his disciples came back with rice except for one. Everyone was happy as they were able to complete the task given to them of stealing rice from home without anyone noticing them.


Ramakrishna asked that student the reason for coming empty handed.


Student told him that even if he tries hard to steal rice hiding from everyone else, he always saw himself stealing rice.


So there was never ever a situation when he could have stolen rice when nobody was looking..


Because whatever we do, it is never hidden from one person and that is our-self.


That student who came empty handed was Swami Vivekananda.


Moral: Whenever we try to do Something Wrong, even if we hide it from Everyone Else yet we can’t Hide it from our-self. So we should Never do anything Wrong.


Story 2: Swami Vivekananda in Class..!!


Once while in school, during recess time Narendra (Swami Vivekananda) was talking to his friends and everyone was listening to him so attentively that they were not aware of what’s happening around them.


Meanwhile recess ended and the teacher entered class and started teaching his subject to class. After sometime the teacher heard some whispering and noticed that students were talking sitting behind.


Teacher was annoyed by it and started asking students about what he had been teaching in the class but no one in class could answer him. When the teacher asked Narendra the same question. Narendra answered each question correctly.


Teacher inquired about who was the one student talking to others and kept them involved in talks even during class.


Everyone in class pointed toward Narendranath but the teacher refused to believe as he was only one who answered everything correctly. Teacher thought everyone was lying.


So he punished the whole class and asked them to stand on the bench as punishment except for Narendra. Yet Narendra joined his friend and stood up on the bench with other students.


Teacher asked him to come down and sit on his seat but Narendra replied, “No Sir.. I must also stand up as I was the one who was talking to them..”


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