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Many of you know the story of Lord Rāma. It is said that when Rāma went to Śrī Laṅkā, the whole monkey and bear armies went with him. Why monkeys and bears? Why animals and not humans? Was no human interested in supporting Rāma? Did everyone go away from him? No. Before he went to the forest for fourteen years in exile, his stepmother asked the king to fulfill her wishes. These were promises given by the king. She said, "Good. When you tell me, 'I will fulfill all your wishes,' how many wishes do you have?" So she asked for some wishes to be fulfilled immediately, and some she kept in reserve. "The time will come, and I will ask you, because you told me, 'Anything you wish, I will fulfill.' And you have said you will fulfill so many wishes." So, out of many wishes too, she said, "Now I want these to be fulfilled. You are the king. You are the husband. And you are the father. You must keep your words. Therefore, I wish that you fulfill now two wishes. The first wish is this: that my son Bharata should be nominated tomorrow as king. Kuśalīṅga. But my son Bharata should become king." Daśaratha had three queens: Kaikeyī, Kauśalyā, and Sumitrā. Kauśalyā was the mother of Rāma. Sumitrā was the mother of Lakṣmaṇa. And Kaikeyī was the mother of Bharata. Śatrughna was also the son of Sumitrā. The tradition was, as in Europe also, that the eldest son becomes the successor of the king. With no humans, for making meetings and conferences, he could only go to the āśramas for darśana. Therefore, he was not allowed to go to the humans and have humans near him. This was the wish of his stepmother, and he fulfilled her wish also. Therefore, when his wife Sītā and Lakṣmaṇa also followed Rāma—you know Sītā was kidnapped by Rāvaṇa, the devil, the king of Śrī Laṅkā—they had to go to Śrī Laṅkā. But between Śrī Laṅkā and India, there is an ocean. At that time, there were not many aeroplanes. It was only Hanumānjī who could fly. And there was only one aeroplane existing at that time, and Rāvaṇa had it: Puṣpaka Vimāna, that aeroplane called, before 10,000 years. That aeroplane was special; according to your wish, it could become bigger or smaller. It could become a one-seater, a two-seater, or like a jumbo jet. That’s called the first aeroplane of this world, the Puṣpaka Vimāna. So when Rāvaṇa came to kidnap Sītā, he came by his private aeroplane, Puṣpaka Vimāna, and he kidnapped her and flew away. Now, when Rāma’s army went to Śrī Laṅkā to bring Sītā back, they did not know how to cross the ocean, so they were sitting on the beach. But then Rāma made out of the sand one Śiva Liṅgam and prayed to Lord Śiva. He prayed to the ocean also to give way. The ocean didn’t want to give way. So Rāma was angry. He took his bow, for he was a Kṣatriya, a warrior. A Kṣatriya, or anyone, should keep their dharma. Rāma could, with one arrow, dry the ocean completely. But the ocean appeared to Lord Rāma and said, "Please don’t do this. I am your great-great ancestor, but I will give you the way. I will help you." So Rāma prayed to Lord Śiva, and they were sitting there. Hanumānjī had an idea. He took one stone and wrote the name of God, "Rāma Rāma," and he said to the ocean, "If you want to exist, then let this stone float." And he threw the stone in the ocean, and the stone floated. So they put many, many stones; all the monkey army was putting big stones. Rāma also wanted to put a stone inside. Whenever Rāma put a stone in, it went down. Rāma thought, "Well, Hanumān has more siddhis than me." So Rāma asked Hanumānjī, "Hanumān, did you see? I hope people didn’t see. My stone goes down, and your stones remain on the surface. What is this miracle?" And Hanumān said, "No wonder, no wonder, Lord." Rāma said, "Why?" Hanumān replied, "To whom you throw away has no chance to remain above. It will go down. So if you throw someone out of your hands, they have no more chance, Lord. It’s gone into Naraka. Therefore, please don’t throw. Relax, sit down. He will work." And so they made this bridge. After that, when Rāma came back, he took that Puṣpaka Vimāna, and half of all his secretaries went with him. Hanumān, Jāmbavān, and many others were walking over the bridge. When they crossed the bridge, all were on this side in India. Then Rāma blessed the bridge and said, "Peace, peace, peace... śāntiḥ. Now you can go down." And that bridge is set down. This is written in the Rāmāyaṇa, but people think, "What a fairy tale. What a beautiful children’s fairy tale." But now that bridge is found. Through the satellite, Indian scientists discovered the bridge. A few years before, it was discovered by some Western scientists, but they didn’t tell. When the Indian scientists found it, they opened it. Then they said, "It’s a rock." So they made the test, and yes, it is man-made. It’s not a natural rock. So now, only this one example tells that the whole Rāmāyaṇa is truth. These are more than 10,000 years old. You see, over 2,000 years already, the life of Jesus, for many people, could be only a fairy tale. But it is not. There are many evidences. So, for those who believe, it is there. And who doesn’t believe, it’s not there. So during Rāma’s stay in Śrī Laṅkā, there was a battlefield where there was always a fight between good and bad. Always, always. So there was fighting because Rāvaṇa kidnapped Sītā, and Rāma sent a message that respectfully he should return Sītā back. But Rāvaṇa was laughing. The truth is truth. Rāvaṇa had a big ego. He thought, "I am the mighty, and the whole world is on my side." But truth is the winner. During that battlefield, Lakṣmaṇa got an arrow in his heart, so he fell down on the ground and became unconscious. That arrow means Mūrśabāna. Mūrśabāna means an arrow which never returns back without killing. At that time they had a siddhi. They spoke mantras, and then they shot the arrow. So the arrow was going in the direction according to their wish. They didn’t have to target, and they didn’t need physical strength, but they had mental strength—siddhis. Lakṣmaṇa got Mūrśabāna and fell down. It was afternoon. The principle was this: that after sunset, no one will fight. Only during daytime should war take place. In the night, only rākṣasas and cowards fight. They all were very unhappy. They said, "Tomorrow before sunrise, Lakṣmaṇa will die." No one could help. Even Rāma couldn’t help. All were sad. When Rāma left Ayodhyā for 14 years in exile, at that time Lakṣmaṇa wanted to go with him, and Rāma said, "No, don’t go with me." But he said, "No, brother, without you I can’t exist. I must go with you." So Rāma promised Lakṣmaṇa’s mother that he would bring her son back as healthy as he was. Now Rāma is very sad. What will happen with Lakṣmaṇa? With which face will he return to his mother? With which strength will he tell Lakṣmaṇa’s mother that he came without Lakṣmaṇa? So Rāma was very sad, and they got the Āyurvedic doctor, Vaidya. This is evidence now. Even in the Rāmāyaṇa Kāla, at the time of the Rāmāyaṇa, the science of Āyurveda was there. The Rāmāyaṇa Yuga is approximately 10,000 years, so Āyurveda was older than that. An Āyurvedic doctor came from Śrī Laṅkā. In the battlefield, doctors should be neutral. A doctor should never think about friend and enemy, but without making differences, the dharma of the doctor is to give treatment. And he told, he read the nāḍī of Lakṣmaṇa. And the Vaidya said, "At the time of the sunrise, Lakṣmaṇa will die." So Rāma said, "Hanumānjī, is there any way to save him?" But that’s impossible. Hanumānjī said, "Nothing is impossible." For a bhakta, when the Lord is in favor of his bhakta, nothing is impossible. "Don’t waste the time; tell me what. In which corner of the universe?" So the Vaidya said, in the Himalayas, in that and that mountain hill, there is one herb that is called Sañjīvanī. If you can bring that, I can save Lakṣmaṇa’s life. My God. It’s nearly 4,000 kilometers distance. 4,000 or 5,000 kilometers distance. Hanumānjī said, "How does that Sañjīvanī look like? Because I go there, and I don’t know how it looks." He said that in the night and dark, the Sañjīvanī is shining, illuminating, lightning. So you see, today I got a Christmas plant which is sparkling. Like this, Sañjīvanī was. So this is an imitation of the Rāmāyaṇa story, Sañjīvanī. So Hanumānjī said, "I will come as quickly as possible. You sit and drink your milk." At that time, there was no coffee and no tea. And Hanumānjī said, "Jaya Śrī Rāma." This was his mantra, and off he was flying like a Concorde, and he landed there. But rākṣasas also had siddhis, powers. They had already sent the message that Hanumān is coming, so make the Māyā on this hill. Everything is sparkling. So Hanumānjī landed there, and all plants are sparkling. So he said, "Now what to take?" Time is passing. Hanumānjī was the most intellectual person, a very great buddhi and very intelligent, and he has his strength. So he took the whole hill, so all plants were on it, and he flew with the whole hill. During his flight from the Himalayas to Śrī Laṅkā, many, many herb seeds fell down, so there are also many Āyurvedic herbs that grow anew. When he was flying from the Himalayas to Śrī Laṅkā, on the way, midway to Ayodhyā, the birthplace of Rāma... His younger brother, Rāma’s younger brother Bharata, at that time he was not at home. He was with the great parents of his mother, Kaikeyī. And Kaikeyī was that time somewhere in Africa, in Afghanistan, or somewhere. They came back. Bharata was very, very angry at his mother. How could she be so cruel? And he didn’t accept the kingdom. He only put the shoes of Rāma on the throne as a king, and he sat on the lower place and did the work only as a secretary. When the spies, secret police, noticed with the radar controls that someone is flying over the Ayodhyā in this space, they informed Bharata, and he alerted the army. They found some mighty giant playing with the mountain. They thought, "Definitely, he is the friend of Rāvaṇa and enemy of Rāvaṇa. He is going to fight against Rāma." So Bharata shot an arrow with a mantra, and it hit Hanumānjī’s knee, and Hanumānjī fell down. While falling down, Hanumānjī said, "Śrī Rāma, Jaya Rāma," and Bharata realized. He said, "Name of Śrī Rāma? He must be a devotee of Rāma and not an enemy of Rāma." So he went there and spoke to Hanumānjī. It was the first meeting of Bharata and Hanumānjī. And Bharata was so sorry for what he had done. Bharata said, "Bad luck in luck. I have bad luck, and bad luck in bad luck. But brother Hanumān, you are dear to me more than my brother. Please excuse me and have a rest today here." Hanumānjī smiled and he said, "No. Rāma kāja kī binā moṅ kahāṁ viśrāma? Without doing the work of my Lord Rāma, I cannot rest. If I rest, it will be a great, great pity. Great pity. Why? What happens? That I will not tell you. That I will tell you next meeting. But I cannot relax. I have to work. You relax." And again, Hanumānjī said, "Jaya Śrī Rāma," and he took off. On the other side, Rāma was very, very sad. Now the morning star came up, and the moon was going down. Rāma said, "Hanumān, when will you come?" As soon as the sun rises, Lakṣmaṇa will die. As soon as the morning star appeared, a giant came with a big mountain, like the whole Strelka mountain. It was a sound like a five-Concorde sound. And "Jaya Śrī Rāma," he came down, and he told the Āyurveda doctor, "Which is Sañjīvanī? Take it quickly. Otherwise, you will be the next one." So then he took the right herbs and made the juice. And he put the drops in the mouth of Lakṣmaṇa. As soon as the drops touched the tongue of Lakṣmaṇa, like an electric current went into his body, and "Jaya Śrī Rāma," he got up. And Hanumān was happy. Rāma was happy. And Lakṣmaṇa was happy, and the Vaidya was happy. And suddenly the sun was rising. They said, "O Sūrya Namaḥ, Bhāskara Namaḥ." How many names has the sun? How many names does the sun have? Twelve names. Devapurījī, Mahādeva kī, and the sun rose up. That is the work of the bhaktas: not waiting for the other one to do it, and thinking, "This one will do it. That is not my duty. I have worked enough. Why are some others not doing it? I will do only for a certain time, then I don’t want to do." Such people lead you into the middle of the ocean, then they drop you in the middle of the ocean. You know the story of the camel and the fox going to eat the kukuřice? You know the story? So, sitting on the camel in the middle of the river, the camel tells the fox, "I cannot anymore. I have to dip into the river." So this is not a friend. This is not a partner. This is not a disciple, not a bhakta, not a relative, nothing. Who does not know what words and promise mean? Rāma, khā, jukī, bin, mo, khā, biś, rāma. So one is never tired of doing this. And work should continue. So if we will all do like this, world peace will definitely be there. And do you think that I will be forever with you here? One day you will see only videos here, and remember, yes, neither you nor I, we will just leave here. But we have to prepare our next one. You should be an example for that. You should become a highway for them. Prepare a highway. In German, it is said that when everything is in order, it is a one-way street. So make a highway, no obstacles. But if you change your opinion, it is not anymore my responsibility and not yours. What will you do with this? That’s not good. Therefore, never think that you are tired, and never think that you have done enough. You have done nothing. Whatever you are doing, you are not doing for anyone, but only for yourself. You do neither for Mahāprabhujī, nor for Gurujī, nor for Swāmījī, nor for world peace, nor for these people. You are doing this only for yourself, because the fruits will be yours. You will be granted. That’s it. So you are doing for you; you are not obliging us. No, no... don’t think that you oblige us. If you are thinking that you are obliging us, then don’t do it. Stop, go home. You will see on the third day, on the third day you will see the result, that you will come on the knees back: "Please give me the chance." So you have a golden chance to do something for you. That’s why it’s called an āśrama. "A" is welcome, and the āśrama is work. That’s it. For work, don’t limit and don’t count. Whatever you have done, don’t count it. You have done nothing. Whatever you have done, you have done only for you. And when you count it, you will lose that also. As soon as you count, that becomes selfish. As soon as you don’t count, that becomes selfless. Sakāmī and niṣkāmī. So be niṣkāmī. So, be a niṣṭhā.