A thought... is the most important thing, because we become that what we think of.
Once upon a time there lived a Sanyasi, a holy man, sitting by the tree and teaching people. He drank milk, and ate only fruits, endlessly was doing pranayama (breath control) and thought of himself as a saint. In the same village a poor woman, that was called witch, lived. Everyday Sanyasi went to warn the woman that the black magic she was doing will bring her to hell. The poor woman couldn’t change her lifestyle because her black magic was the only way for her existence. She was strongly impressed by the story of her future that Sanyasi told her. She cried and prayed to God begging to forgive her, because she couldn’t help herself.
And then the saint and the witch died. Angels came and took her soul to heaven, and for the soul of Sannyasi came the devils.
'Why is that?' He protested, 'didn’t I live a life of a saint? Why are they taking me to hell and the evil witch has gone to heaven?'
'Because,' the devils responded, 'she was forced to commit improper deeds, but her soul was always stretching to God, she prayed for forgiveness and now redemption came to her. And you did opposite, you committed only good deeds, but in your mind you were always concentrated on evil coming from others. You saw only sin, thought only about sin, so now you will go somewhere where there is only sin.'
-Author Unknown -