A SPLITTING HEADACHE - sharing a post which I received and relate to.

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*A SPLITTING HEADACHE*... 

The proprietor of a coffee shop had been busy all day. Being Saturday, it was very crowded & the customers were just unending. He had been on his toes since morning. Towards the evening he felt a splitting headache surfacing. As the clock ticked away, his headache worsened. Unable to bear it, he stepped out of the shop leaving his staff to look after the sales. He walked across the street to the Chemist, to buy himself a painkiller to relieve his headache. He swallowed the pill & felt relieved. He knew that in a few minutes he would feel better. As he strolled out of the shop, he casually asked the salesgirl, "Where is Mr Savarkar (the Chemist)? He's not at the cash counter today!" The girl replied, "Sir, Mr Savarkar had a splitting headache & said he was going across to the coffee shop. He said a cup of hot coffee would relieve him of his headache." 

The man's mouth went dry & he mumbled, "Oh! I see." This is a typical case of looking outside ourselves for something that we have within us. How strange but true! The chemist relieves his headache by drinking coffee & the coffee shop owner finds relief in a pain relieving pill! 

A man hunts across the lengths & breadths of the universe to find peace. 

Eventually he finds it in his heart & realizes that peace is really a state of mind. 

He undertakes many a pilgrimage to find God. 

Eventually he realizes that God is the in- dweller of the heart.

Life has its own ways of teaching us.....Amazing.

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