THE KALPATARU TREE

May I share with the readers, Dr. Pradip Bhattacharya's excellent essay on
"Desire under the Kalpataru Tree" in which he quotes extensively from the Mahabharata: http://www.boloji.com/hinduism/076.htm and explains how we in our wish-fulfillment efforts, have to pay a high unanticipated future-cost and why we have to be wise in wishing for anything.

At the end of this very well-written article, the author concludes:
"This, then, is the picture of 'Desire under the Kalpataru': Desire, if powerful, does get fulfilled, but brings in its wake a price to be paid which, more often than not, outweighs the gratification experienced through fulfillment of the desire. [....] It is Yayati who sums it up in words of deceptive simplicity that go straight to the mark:

Desire never ends,
Desire grows with feeding,
Like sacrificial flames
Lapping up ghee.
Become the sole lord of
The world's paddy fields, wheat-fields,
Precious stones, beasts, women...
Still not enough.
Discard desire.
This disease kills. The wicked
Cannot give it up, old age
Cannot lessen it. True happiness
Lies in controlling it. (Mahabharata Adi parva, 85.12-14)

The experience of Vyasa's Yayati is echoed by a great epic poet of the occident John Milton, in 'Paradise Lost':

...They, fondly thinking to allay
Their appetite with lust, instead of fruit
Chewed bitter ashes.

This is the existential experience which pervades the Mahabharata and which Vyasa, the oriental seer-poet, envisions as an outcome of man's fascination with the Kalpataru. Vyasa creates a marvelously eidetic picture of this symbol in the words of Krsna in the Gita (15.1-3):

Mention is made of a cosmic fig-tree
Rooted above,
whose leaves are said to be the Vedas;
the knower of this fig-tree
is the knower of the Vedas.
Its branches reach out below and above,
its flowers are the objects of the senses;
below the ground flourish more roots,
giving birth to action.
You may not see its real shape,
nor its end, birth and existence.
Slice this fig-tree with non-attachment".

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My Note:
For an illustration of Yayati's statement: "Discard desire. This disease kills" and Oscal Wilde's ironical observation:."When the Gods choose to punish us, they merely answer our prayers" , you may like to read the strange, scary story of "The Monkey's Paw" "

Miscellaneous:

The Kalpataru had kindled in us a spark of fire by granting our first wish and this has now grown into a blazing fire which consumes us and we are unable to control or extinguish it.
We generally do not know what is ultimately good for ourselves. Instead of leaving it to the Lord to grant our needs, we demand from God the granting of our desires, like a petulant child not knowing: "Mother knows best". The result, according to Oscal Wilde:
     When the Gods choose to punish us,
     they merely answer our prayers!
     To have all our prayers answered might be a curse!
Therefore, the Wise surrender to the Lord's Will, believe with great faith that He best knows what we need and accept what we receive from Him as Prasadam.
Krishnaswamy
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The Kalpataru Story as told by Sri Ramakrishna, retold by Pradip Bhattacharya:

The Wish-Fulfilling Tree

http://www.beliefnet.com/Faiths/Hinduism/2000/08/The-Wish-Fulfilling-Tree.aspx# 

BY: Pradip Bhattacharya  (Reprinted from Indianest.com with permission.)

One way of gaining insight into the cosmic doctrine of karma is through the parable of the Kalpataru, the wish-fulfilling tree, narrated by Sri Ramakrishna:

Into a room full of children at play walks their uncle, who, of course, knows better. Laughing at their preoccupation with make-believe games, he asks them to go out to the massive banyan tree, which will grant them whatever they wish! The children rush out, stand under the branches of this huge tree that cover the sky, and ask for what all children crave: toys and candy. In a flash they get what they want, but along with an unexpected bonus: the built-in opposite of what they wished for. With toys they get boredom; with candy, tummy aches.

Sure that something has gone wrong with their wishing, the children ask for bigger toys and sweeter candy. The tree grants them their wishes, and along with them bigger boredom and bigger tummy aches. Time passes. They are now young men and women and their wishes change, for they know more. They ask for wealth, power, fame, sexual pleasure--and they get these, but also cupidity, insomnia, anxiety, and frustration/disease.

Time passes. The wishers are now old and gather in three groups under the all-encompassing branches. The first group exclaims, "All this is an illusion!" Fools, they have learnt nothing. The second group says, "We are wiser and will wish better next time." Greater fools, they have learnt less than nothing. The third group, disgusted with everything, decides to cop out and asks for death. They are the most foolish of all. The tree grants them their desire, and with it its opposite: rebirth, under the same tree. For, where can one be born, or reborn, but within this cosmos!

All this while one child has been unable to move out of the room. Being lame, he was pushed down in the scramble and when he dragged himself to the window, he was transfixed watching his friends make their wishes, get them with their built-in opposites and suffer, yet compulsively continue to make more wishes. Riveted by this utterly engrossing  lila of desire and its fruits, a profound swell of compassion welled up in the heart of this lame child, reaching out to his companions. 

In that process, he forgot to wish for anything for himself. In that moment of spontaneous compassion for others, he sliced through the roots of the cosmic tree with the sword of non-attachment, of nishkama karma. He is the liberated one, the mukta -purusha.