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There was a great king. When he ascended the throne, he summoned everyone in his kingdom—all the people and the lesser kings under him—and proclaimed that everyone should live in peace and harmony within the country, which is like the body. He declared, "I am the king. I can give you troubles or put you in prison; I can do good, and I will. Good is good, bad is bad. I will administer justice or punishment." That king said, "I can punish anyone." But he stated that only one person would be exempt from punishment. He asked, "Who is that?" and then answered, "I am the king. No one can punish me." But then the Guru came. Just as in the Mahābhārata, the Guru arrives. So Gurujī came and stood before the king. This is the daṇḍa—the punishment. He said, "You are a king, but you are a human being. You cannot say you will not be punished." O King, three times he said, "I will hit you on the head: dund, dund, dund." Daṇḍa means the stick; daṇḍa means punishment. So this is the daṇḍa, O King. You are only the king of this village or country, but the punishment is in this hand. Therefore, it is said: dharma daṇḍa, dharmadaṇḍa, dharma. Dharma is supreme everywhere. Where there is dharma, no one can punish, and for one who is not good, punishment will come. As long as dharma is present, no punishment will befall you. But when that dharma is absent, then comes the daṇḍa, the punishment. So it is said: dharma daṇḍa, dharma daṇḍa, dharma daṇḍa. He said, "Dharm daṇḍ, dharm daṇḍ." This is the dharm daṇḍ. This concept also appears in Christianity. In Christianity, they speak of the shepherd. He has his goats because he is with them. So this daṇḍa, what you have in Christianity—when one becomes the Pope, he receives this daṇḍa. Yes, that is it. And what is it? "I am the shepherd of all these." Someone told me that when the Pope holds the daṇḍa in his hand, and he is the Daṇḍa, then all the followers are the sheep; this is the Daṇḍa of the sheep. But dharma—this authority must be taken from the king. That is why all yogīs and sādhus, and also in the church, they hold a daṇḍa. When you have a daṇḍa in your hand, you yourself cannot do wrong; otherwise, this daṇḍa will fall upon your own head. Do you understand? You did not accept? Accept! Daṇḍa. Again: dharma daṇḍa, dharma daṇḍa, dharma daṇḍa. Dharma. And this daṇḍa is dharma. We hold this dharma in our hand, and therefore we are equal. You are all the public, and you must conduct yourselves accordingly. There is a story about Swāmī Dayānanda. They brought him to a gathering, and one man stood up—I don't know which one; it is written in some books. A man came and wanted to shake hands, and Dayānandajī said, "Weep eater." He said, "I cannot shake your hand before all these people." They asked, "Who was the foremost participant today?" It was the president or chairman of the conference. He offered his hand, and Dayānanda told him he could not shake it. "I cannot touch." That was the man. Others will sit respectfully like this. Similarly, there is another beautiful story. It will take a little time. It is a story about Swami Dayānandajī. He was in Jodhpur, near our Jadan. There was a king—kings still exist there, though they hold no official position. This king and Swāmījī... One day, Swamijī was holding a satsaṅg. The king attended the satsaṅg, and Dayānandajī gave a lecture. After about an hour, Dayānandajī took his stick and went toward his āśram. At that time, Jodhpur was not very large, and it was the king's domain. There, Swami Dayānandajī was speaking about the power of brahmacarya. The king said, "Tell me something sometime." Swamiji replied, "Sometime I will tell you." He had his stick and was walking after the satsaṅg. The king had his chariot. Swāmījī was walking quickly toward his āśram, and the palace was on the way. The king and queen were sitting in the chariot drawn by two horses. The king asked, "What is the power of Brahmacharya?" Swamiji said, "I will tell you sometime." The two horses... Swamiji, with one hand, held the wheel. The horses could not move, and the chariot nearly fell, but he held it with his hand. The king said, "Gurujī, thank you and sorry. I thought what you said was not right." Another story follows from this. One day the king said, "Gurujī, please come to my palace for dinner or lunch." Swamiji said, "I will see; one day I will come." So one day he went to the palace. There were always guards. When the guards saw Swamiji, they all bowed down. He went straight into the very nice living room where many people were sitting. What did he see? The king was sitting, and a woman was sitting with him intimately. Dayānandajī said, "Tiger and a dog. How are they together?" He only said two words: "Tiger with the dog." And Swamiji turned and walked away. Just his words—my God. All the guards, and no one stopped him. He left, and the woman with the king was humiliated. She said, "I will kill him." It happened after a few days. The king invited him again. Swamiji said, "I do not eat. You can only give me water or milk." They prepared a nice glass full of milk with sugar. But that woman went to the kitchen, took a glass, ground it completely into powder, mixed it into the milk, and stirred it. The milk was brought from the kitchen. He called the cook on the way. The milk was very nice. He drank some. At that time, there was no paper; it was a cloth. He gave the cook a bag of coins and told him, "Run away as far as you can, otherwise they will kill you." The cook went to a city called Ajmer, and he died there peacefully. That is the sign of power. These things are about dharma. Dharma is dharma. Truth. Truth... But that truth—untruth, Bhagavān, God can handle. That's it. Namaḥ Śivāya, Oṁ Namaḥ Śivāya, Oṁ... Namaḥ Śivāya. So these stories are from a book of Swamījī’s. What I have told, the story which I have heard—I cannot say it is real, but everyone says it is a story like that. So, does it matter? We hope that such a great saint gave such knowledge, and we made the mistakes. We bow down to the saints and everything. That's it. So I bow down to such a saint, and whether I know it or not, I felt I needed to tell this story. What story was heard?