A Most Beautiful Story

Under the inspiration of the Buddhists, two monks gradually tried to reach their shrine within the Srimangal hills. They began to walk for weeks and spent nights in unknown areas along the way.

One evening, they hit the door of a rich and powerful man, but they were scared in that village and asked if they could spend the night at home. People were angry to hear their request but when they agreed to accept the ancient tradition of unfamiliar accommodation for the night, the man opened the door from his house and kept them locked without food or water. Two monks went to sleep. A few hours before dawn, the young monk rose and his friend saw the ceiling on the floor of the room "What are you doing?" He asked the old monk. "After treating this man with us, are you fixing his roof?" The old monk smiled kindly and said: "My brother does not always remember me.

In the morning, two monks thanked their host for their hospitality and continued their journey.

In the darkness of the night, they opened a poor man's door that kept his little girl somewhere in the middle. The man welcomes two beggars in his house, and asks his children to prepare the best food for their visitors. His wife died a few months ago and her child had all of her. They lived in a sour and had only one room. The man fell asleep on his guest bed and under his bed. But a few hours before dawn, the young monk opened his eyes and the old monk heard him in front of him, without listening to anyone else. At sunrise, the young monks came out of the house after seeing the monk and his son was crying desperately at his knees. Their cows - their only right - have died at night

The young monk became furious and went to the old monk to face him: "Last night, I saw you tearing out in the dark, what did you do? Why did you do this? Yesterday you holes on the man's roof because he is eating dinner Locked for us without water, and now ... why did you do this poor family? They were so affectionate and generous, why are you

The old monk closed his eyes on the ground and said: "The things do not always seem to be that my brother. Yesterday, I opened my eyes and hid the gold on a round roof, I hid it in a piece of wood, so that the owner of the house could not find it. Last night, I went out because I saw the angel of death bringing this baby. I let him enter this house and take the girl. He does not give up, so instead he takes cows. They are always thinking that things are not always there. "

When you pursue your dream,
Your kindness and others will reward your kindness multiplied,
By the way you do not even know even understand.
When you pursue your dream,
The power that made this universe and hanging big in the sky
You have to walk with you and protect you in a way that you do not imagine.
Even your darkest hours, remember:
They are not always there in the minds of the mind.

your friend