There was once a very conscientious Indian yoga practitioner. One day his very old and sick mother died. He became very happy and immediately ran to the big hall, kneeling there, he thanked God Almighty, perhaps the inner Master! He was there prostrating and saying, "Thank you God! I had not asked and had not prayed to You, but You have already given me a great blessing. Now that my mother has been taken away by You, I am very free and I'm able to think about You wholeheartedly everyday without any encumbrance. Thank You!"
He was there joyously dancing and singing. The neighbors felt it very strange: "How come? His mother has died, and he did not shed a tear, and he is even dancing and singing." Meaning he was dancing a type of dance as to make an offering to God, not that he was going to a karaoke; it's not the same! Perhaps it was about the same, moving and shaking, they looked the same. But his mother would not have been sad because his mother was also a very pious spiritual practitioner, just like himself. They both knew that the world is ephemeral. Thus his mother was very happy when she passed away, and he was also very happy after she passed away. They were both strange people!
After burying his mother, he went to the bank of the Ganges everyday, reciting the five names, meditating, and communicating with God Almighty. It had been three days and this person did not eat or drink anything. He totally forgot about it. He was sitting on one very secluded bank of the Ganges where no pilgrims pass by, thus he did not get anything to eat. Every day he very happily recited the five names and meditated, so he forgot about hunger.
God Almighty spoke to the people beside Hirm, "Alas! What a pity! My disciple down there is dying of hunger and it seems like I am not being very responsible; not giving him anything to eat. He is there, remembering me every moment of the day, yet I am here forgetting to protect him." Then God told the angel beside Hirm to bring some good food to the riverside for him. A lot of blessed food was put on a gold plate: chapatis, milk, apples, etc. and brought to that person. That angel had never seen a human being before, not to mention a boy. She was a girl and a bit shy to see a boy, so she silently put the plate beside him and flew away.
That person saw the food but did not see anyone come. He thanked God thinking it must have been sent by Hirm. He finished the food and continued to recite God's name, meditate, and enter samadhi. Suddenly a lot of people surrounded him and woke him up. They were carrying sticks and broad swords wanting to arrest him. Very puzzled he said, "Why? What is the matter?"
They said, "You thief. You dare to steal this gold plate from God's temple. We want to take you to the King to punish you."
No matter how he tried to explain, the soldiers would not believe him. They saw this poor boy in tattered clothes sitting by the river, so they could not imagine that he could possess such a precious gold plate. Thus they assumed that he must have stolen it. The plate looked like the ones used in the temple to make offerings to God, so they were taking him back to be punished.
After taking him back, the King was very angry. He told his subordinates to beat him. He was beaten for a long time, very hard and very seriously, but that yogi did not feel anything at all, and continued to laugh. (Master laughs). Not laughing like I am, but about the same. He was not only laughing, he was also very happy like being tickled. They got tired of beating him; their hands were sore. (Master laughs.) Then they stopped beating him and let him go. The King also felt strange, feeling as if God was protecting him, thus he dared not continue with the beating. But he was very curious and ran to the temple to see if a plate like that had been stolen.
When he went to the temple, he saw blood flowing from God's statue. He was very surprised, "How could it be so? How could a statue bleed?" Not only that, the places that were bleeding on the statue were exactly the same places that were bleeding on that person which had been beaten. Therefore, he knelt there repenting not knowing what sins he had committed. Later he realized that perhaps that person was innocent, and beating him was like beating God; thus God's statue was bleeding. At that point, the King and his ministers were all very frightened. They all hurried to the riverside, knelt, and repented to that small, penniless yogi; they also offered him food every day. When they went back to the temple, they saw that God's statue was no longer bleeding, hence they knew the reason.
Because this person was very earnest in his meditation, he thought only about God every day, so God felt guilty because he did not have anything to eat. If it was because of the food that he was beaten, then of course it was God's fault. Thus Hes bore the punishment Hirmself. Understand? It is not that after being God or Buddha you care about nothing. If we truly practice sincerely then God will take care of everything. This is the meaning.