A wandering monk once visited the city of Mithila, ruled by the Sage King Janaka. тАЬWho is the best teacher around here?тАЭ He asked around. To his surprise every spiritual person around referred to him the name of King Janaka. The monk was both puzzled and furious. тАЬHow can a King be spiritually that high? These people donтАЩt know what true spirituality is.тАЭ he thought.
He went to the King and asked him тАЬO King, learned people around here, speak highly of you, how can you a worldly man of pleasures be more spiritual than those who have given up their everything for the sake of knowing the highest truth?тАЭ тАЬDear one, you have come from a far place, you must have been tired. LetтАЩs eat and rest for the day, we can discuss further tomorrow.тАЭ
The King took him to the royal dinner table, fed him variety of foods, and pleased his palates. He took him to a spacious room and told him to rest there.
There was a huge sword hung from the ceiling, hanging just above the bed. тАЬWhat is this?тАЭ asked the monk. тАЬOh donтАЩt mind it, it has been there for ages, it is an old custom, just have a good sleep. See you in the morning.тАЭ said the King and rushed out hurriedly.
The monk was worried that the sword might fall on him and kill him during the night; he couldnтАЩt close his eyes even if he tried.
The king met him the next day, тАЬSir, how was the night. I hope you slept wellтАЭ asked the King.
тАЬHow could I sleep? there was a huge sword hanging on my neck.тАЭ monk explained his trouble.
тАЬWhen one knows death is certain, how the pleasures of world can sway him away, how can the worldly duties ever limit his eyes from the supreme goal?тАЭ said the King answering the MonkтАЩs earlier question.
He went to the King and asked him тАЬO King, learned people around here, speak highly of you, how can you a worldly man of pleasures be more spiritual than those who have given up their everything for the sake of knowing the highest truth?тАЭ тАЬDear one, you have come from a far place, you must have been tired. LetтАЩs eat and rest for the day, we can discuss further tomorrow.тАЭ
The King took him to the royal dinner table, fed him variety of foods, and pleased his palates. He took him to a spacious room and told him to rest there.
There was a huge sword hung from the ceiling, hanging just above the bed. тАЬWhat is this?тАЭ asked the monk. тАЬOh donтАЩt mind it, it has been there for ages, it is an old custom, just have a good sleep. See you in the morning.тАЭ said the King and rushed out hurriedly.
The monk was worried that the sword might fall on him and kill him during the night; he couldnтАЩt close his eyes even if he tried.
The king met him the next day, тАЬSir, how was the night. I hope you slept wellтАЭ asked the King.
тАЬHow could I sleep? there was a huge sword hanging on my neck.тАЭ monk explained his trouble.
тАЬWhen one knows death is certain, how the pleasures of world can sway him away, how can the worldly duties ever limit his eyes from the supreme goal?тАЭ said the King answering the MonkтАЩs earlier question.
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