Sunday, August 28, 2016


Once a young man from afar, with his biggest quest burning within his heart, reached the Master in the high mountains. He was huffing and puffing into the thin air but he didn't care since he wanted to know about love. He had searched high and low, far and near, deep and shallow but couldn't find love. 

'Tell me, Master,' the young man asked, 'how or where can I find love?'
The Master smiled and asked him to rest and drink the sweet water from the waterfall and then eat and sleep. But youth is restless and impatient, so he asked his question again. And the Master replied - 

'My son, love is ever present, everywhere, you don't need to go and search for it, it is neither hidden atop mountains nor in the bosom of the oceans. It is wherever you are.' 

'But then how to find it?' the young man asked. 

'Don't find love, let love find you.' the Master suggested between soft guffaws. 

'How will love find me?' 

'Be the flower,' the Master patted his back, 'and the bees will come.' 

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