?

?

Written in Tamil by: Pudumaippithan

Two were going, a master and a disciple, on the way where no human feet had trodden until then.. There was no difference found between them except their behaving.. They were equal aged. Same grey hair, same wrinkles. If observed closer only, one would seem figuratively younger.. But old age became evident when a thought passed over his face.

They were passing over the snow desert of the Himalayan regions. The chillness seemed to saw off one's life. Mount Kailash stood in the distance like an unconquerable ideal. Their feet went buried in the recently fallen snow slush . They got slipped at times over some snow rocks found in some places.

The master came to a turning point where the vicinity got a legible angle.

"See, it is Mount Kailash, looking high, erect and proud like tearing off the sky! There… on top of the peak, do you see the star illumining bright? The ideal, the God it is like that only." The master pointed it out. Passion poured out from his eyes like the one who touched the shores of Truth.

"Lord, what is the use of standing erect? It is lifeless. Is it enough being illuminant? What is the use of being there or go invisible just to remain for the sake of getting touched by someone?" The disciple said.

"If one touches it, it equals the whole world has touched."

"Since the world loses him?"

" No. Since he loses the world."

They were looking over the peak with their heads straight immersed in contemplation,.

After an instant the master said, hanging down his head

" No, what I said was wrong"..

Translated from Tamil by: Vaiyavan