Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven's Gates.
Ahead of him is a guy, nastily dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud
shirt, leather jacket & jeans. Lord Dharamraj asks him: Please tell me
who are you, so that I may know whether to admit you into the kingdom of
heaven or not? The guy replies: I am Banta Singh, taxi driver from New
Delhi!
Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger, smiles & says to Banta Singh:
Please take this silken robe & gold scarf & enter the Kingdom of
Heaven.
Now it is the priest's turn. He stands erect and speaks out in a booming
voice: I am Sant Shiromani Baba so & so, Head Priest of the so & so
Temple for the last 40 years.
Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger & says to the Priest: Please take
this cotton robe & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.
'Just a minute,' says the agonized Priest. How that is a foul mouthed,
rash driving Taxi Driver is given a silken robe & a Golden scarf and me,
a Priest, who's spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has
to make do with a Cotton robe?
'Results my friend, Results,' shrugs Lord Dharamraj.
While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove his taxi, people
PRAYED.
Moral of the story: Its PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately
counts.
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