![]() Postponing life is the only sin I can call sin. Yayati said, “How can one live in the here and now? I always postpone: tomorrow and tomorrow. You have lived one thousand years and you again say you have not been able to live.” Yayati was trembling and weeping and crying. One thousand years passed, and death came. Yayati lived one thousand years more.Ī beautiful story, but the same happened again. Death came again and again, and she would take one of the sons. You are here again, and I have not lived.”Īnd this continued. I was again increasing wealth, expanding the kingdom, and the hundred years has gone as if in a dream. Again death knocked and again Yayati started crying and weeping. ![]() The son died and the father lived a hundred years more. If you cannot live in a hundred years, then the whole thing is pointless.” The boy said, “Life is finished! My father at the age of a hundred feels still he has not been able to live, so what is the point? Even if I live a hundred years, it is going to be the same. ![]() At the age of a hundred he is not ready to die, and you are just seventeen. Death whispered in the ear of the boy, “What are you doing? You fool! Look at your father. Death knew he was innocent, not versed in the ways of the world, did not know what he was doing. ![]()
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