Kazeronnie Mak

The story of a blind and a lantern

An ascetic came from a long journey to an obscure village in a gloomy night.

There were some villagers continuous walking to and fro on the streets.

When the ascetic walked into an alley,

he saw a dim yellow light approaching quietly from the deep end of the alleyway.

A villager said, ' The blind is coming! '

THE BLIND! The ascetic wondered. He asked someone nearby,

' Is that person carrying a lantern really blind? ' The answer was absolutely yes.

The ascetic was all at sea.
He thought to a blind person who should be no concept about the white-day and
black-day. He could not see the mountains, the water flows and
the variables of everything in the world.
Certainly, he had no idea of what the light was!
What on earth he carried a lantern for!

When the dim yellow light was shifting closer and it reflected upon the ascetic's shoes.

' Excuse me, Mister, are you really blind? ' the very muddled ascetic asked.

' Yes, I am. I was sightless since I was born! ' the blind replied.

The ascetic asked again, ' In that case, why are you carrying the lantern for? '

The blind asked, ' Is it into the night now? I heard that the people will be same as me
seeing nothing. If there is no light when the night falls, therefore I light up a lantern. '

The ascetic seemed to realize, ' You do it for others! '

' No, I do it for myself ! ' the blind said.

The ascetic surprised, ' You do it for yourself ! '

He said slowly, ' Have you ever been bumped into during the dark? '

' Oh, yes! I have just been bumped into by two persons. ' the ascetic answered.

The blind said in a low pitched voice,

' It never happens to me! Although I am blind, it will light up the ways for the people

when I carry the lantern. Also, it will let the people seeing me too.

Just like this, they will never run into me by no seeing. '

After listened to the blind saying, the ascetic comprehended.
He faced upward to the sky with a deep sighed,
' I am spending my whole life seeking for Buddha.
Buddha just stands in front of me unexpectedly!
The Buddha nature is like a lantern, only when I light
HIM up,

Buddha can see me anywhere.
Even though, I don't see
HIM.'

 


The story was simply like that, it ignited to the bottom of our hearts with a flash of time.



=============================================

 

 

 

In life : Please treasure everything we have with passion,
we will feel the warm and joyful in returns.

 

In work : If we want to be respected, first of all we had to respect the discipline
of our own moral.
We take the responsible to ourselves, the same are to others.

 

In love : We nurture and conserve the fragile flower buds.
It will emit its fragrant everlasting.
It is all because of love.

 

In marriage : We had to understand the rotation of the four seasons,
the elements of wind and rain, the intense heat and the bitter cold.

We can cook the delicious cuisine with the flavors of sweet, sour, bitter and spice.

As well as the perfect marriage, we had to appreciate the art of the eternity of true love! 

Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself.

 


We had to comprehend the simple words of ( give ) and ( gain ).

 

Do it for us,  do it for everyone.

 

Let light up the lantern of life!

 

We can find the peaceful and splendid in the shady of life, then!          

 

 

 

 

 

 

All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Kazeronnie Mak.
Published on e-Stories.org on 18.06.2010.

 

O autor

 

Comments of our readers (0)


Your opinion:

Our authors and e-Stories.org would like to hear your opinion! But you should comment the Poem/Story and not insult our authors personally!

Please choose

Previous title Previous title

Does this Poem/Story violate the law or the e-Stories.org submission rules?
Please let us know!

Author: Changes could be made in our members-area!

More from category"Vida" (Short Stories)

Other works from Kazeronnie Mak

Did you like it?
Please have a look at:

The illusion of life - Kazeronnie Mak (Geral)
A Long, Dry Season - William Vaudrain (Vida)
El Tercer Secreto - Mercedes Torija Maíllo (Ficção científica)