Swami Vivekananda went to Khetri (Rajasthan) for the first time. He stayed under a tree in a field and started giving his lectures in the morning and in the evening in front of the crowded public. On the third day, an adult whose clothes were dilapidated came and stood in front of Swamiji with folded hands. Swamiji said in a melodious voice- ‘Speak brother. What do you want to say?”
The old man came near and said – ‘What herb do you have, Swamiji, which keeps you strong.’ Swamiji asked- ‘Brother, which herb are you talking about? The old man said – ‘You have been preaching for three days, but you have not eaten anything. Also talking to people, which herb are you using to get rid of hunger? Hunger and thirst are felt, but I do not go door to door asking for food and no one has asked for food here, your mind is pure and you have understood this.
The middle-aged man said with courage – Swamiji, I am a poor Chamar. Let me bring you the goods, prepare your own food. Swamiji’s eyes were filled with tears of love and said – Brother, there is no distinction between caste and creed for a sannyasi. We see the ashes of God even in animals and birds. You are holy too. Whatever food is there in the house, you bring it, both will eat together. The middle man went to his hut on the side of the field and made dal and rice and came back. Both of them started having food with immense joy. The fame reached the king of Khetri, he himself sent Swamiji to America to participate in the Chicago World Religions Conference by supporting him whole-heartedly and borne all his expenses.
Our ancestors of Jangid Brahmin society, who are said to be descendants of Angira sage, also earned their livelihood by getting proficiency in wood art instead of asking from house to house to fill their stomach, which is a matter of pride for us.
-Er. Tarachand
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