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Divinity Lies Within Us




According to Hindi Legend, Once there was a time when every human being was GOD but they abused their divinity. So, one day Brahma(Creator) decided to take back divinity from Humans and decided to Hide it in some place where humans could never find it.


To do this Brahma called a meeting of all Gods to decide about a place to hide the divinity.


Some Said, “Let's bury it deep in Earth.”

Brahma Refused saying, “Humans will dig into earth and find it.”


Some Said, “Let's sink it in the deepest ocean.”

Again Brahma refused and said, “Human will learn to dive and find it.”


Then some suggested, “Let's take it to top of mountains.”

Brahma replied, “Humans will climb up mountains and get divinity.”


After so many refuse Gods gave up and said, “We don’t know where to hide divinity as eventually humans will reach places and no place left to hide.”


Then Brahma thought for long and said, “We will hide it in the center of human beings, Humans will search for it here and there but wont look for divinity inside their true self.”


All Gods agreed that its perfect place for hiding divinity and Since then humans have been searching for divinity up and down digging earth, diving oceans and searching for something which lies within themselves.


Moral: Divinity Lies Within Us All. We just need to look inside ourselves.


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