Service to mankind is service to God.
My Dadaji was very much concerned about his plants and never allowed us to touch them.
The guava tree was in front of his room's window.
One day, when my Dadaji was sleeping, we all (me and my cousins) decided to climb on a guava tree to pluck the guavas. We were small but very much energetic so we all climbed the tree and suddenly we heard a loud scolding voice from the window of Dadaji's room. Yes, Dadaji had caught us red handed. We all were now nervous and then suddenly my didi got slipped from the branch and we all shouted in fear but God saved her. She got hooked on a small branch through the frill of her frock. She was hanging there till my Dadaji came outside and took her down.
Living & Learning- simultaneous processes!