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If Someone Doesn’t Accept Your Gift, To Whom Does The Gift Belong?


If someone compliments you, that doesn’t make you a better person, it makes them a better person because they're taking the time to be supportive and encouraging. Your value remains unchanged, because it's something that comes from within.
 
If someone criticizes you, it doesn't make you down until your emotions get touched by those words or action. If it's affecting go deep and observe to Whom it hurts and Why? When you go deeply you will know EGO which got hurt will get separation from your true identity which is really unaffected.
 
You will able to see the who gets hurt and who is really untouched. And the one who gets hurt will not dominate the true self. And this will become a meditation which will make you realize that how you are separate from the false identity which you carry and react at once.
 
If someone gives you something and you don't accept it then how it can come to you. A very beautiful story of Buddha's life.
 
If Someone Doesn’t Accept Your Gift, To Whom Does The Gift Belong?
 
It is said that one day the Buddha was walking through a village. A very angry and rude young man came up and began insulting him, saying all kind of rude words. The Buddha was not upset by these insults. Instead he asked the young man, “Tell me, if you buy a gift for someone, and that person does not take it, to whom does the gift belong?”
 
The young man was surprised to be asked such a strange question and answered, “It would belong to me, because I bought the gift.”
 
The Buddha smiled and said, “That is correct. And it is exactly the same with your anger. If you become angry with me and I do not get insulted, then the anger falls back on you. You are then the only one who becomes unhappy, not me. All you have done is hurt yourself.”

So It's up to you to accept the gift or not. Be untouched from outer world even being in it.

~  Namo Buddhaya ~
 

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