A Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven’s Gates.

Ahead of him is a guy, nattily dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket & jeans.

Lord Dharmaraja (an Indian God) asks him: “Please tell me who are you, so that I may know whether to admit you into the kingdom of Heaven or not?”

The guy replies: “I am Banta Singh, taxi driver from New Delhi!”

Lord Dharmaraja consults his ledger, smiles & says to Banta Singh: “Please take this silken robe & gold scarf & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.”

Now it is the priest’s turn.

He stands erect and speaks out in a booming voice: “I am Sant Shiromani Baba so & so, Head Priest of the so & so Temple for the last 40 years.”

Lord Dharmaraja consults his ledger & says to the Priest: “Please take this cotton robe & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.”

“Just a minute,” says the agonized Priest.

“How is that a foul mouthed, rash driving Taxi Driver is given a Silken robe & a Golden scarf,..

and me, a Priest, who’s spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has to make do with a Cotton robe?”

“Results my friend, Results,” shrugs Lord Dharmaraja.

“While you preached, people SLEPT but when he drove his taxi, people PRAYED.”

Moral of the story: It’s PERFORMANCE & not POSITION + EDUCATION that ultimately counts.