Prose

The richest man in the world

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It was a hot afternoon. On the dusty road on the outskirts of Delhi was the lone pilgrim. Street boys ran after him and skipping merrily laughed. The few passers-bow sedomu sages and threw it in a bowl of coins. Counterclaims merchants traveling on wooden carts, zapryazhennyh mulami, suggested he try the corn cakes, or herbal tea.

The old man, with all agreed, took the handout or the proposed entertainment, nobody refused any good advice, no sweet words, but on the lips of his siyala mysterious smile rights held true knowledge.

- Look carefully! - Said my companion. - This is the richest person in the world!

- Are you kidding, my friend! - My eyebrow vzmetnulas up and laugh zazvenel silver bells in the April air.

- Far from it - calmly said Jamil. - Go and ask myself.

Today I was especially beautiful. New saris - Pearl pink with gold ornamentation stressed my south, regal beauty. On the brown skin color played a fresh, peculiar only young girls, his eyes sparkled as something special, and dark hair were zapleteny fresh flowers. It must be love better than any man adorns jewelry...

- Shanti! You forgot to try it! - Jamil gave me a pink purse, the long laces, embroidered with beads.
I took a beautiful little thing and went to the pilgrim.

- Namaste! - I have welcomed the old man. - Hold, please, my tithe.

- Well, - he put a coin in the breast pocket. - I am glad that this "clean" money.

From a stranger came a nice warm energy, startling deep blue eyes were wise, that his society could not think of prejudices, so I curiously asked:

- What is your name?!

- None. I do not have a name, and in this, my happiness, - he said with a jolly smile. - However, if you give me your luxurious home, I gladly will talk with you and answer your question. After all, you want to know how can beggar asking alms, to be the richest man in the world? - He winked Jameel. - I am very tired, I need a bath and sleep.

- With pleasure, - I replied friendly - just the first I have to ask permission of his father.

- Oh, do not worry! Your father went to Nagpur for three days, and your mother will not break the laws of hospitality.

- Strange... - I shrugged. - Are you familiar with my father? It tells us nothing about his departure...

We have trishaw and go to the house for half an hour. The inner courtyard birds were singing, and water fountains sparkle in the sun. On the table stood treat: sweet grapes and peaches, pomegranate juice and paste. Lightsome monkeys steal bananas from the glass vase so that the servants had time and again shoo little glutton. When we entered, my mom was sitting in his favorite chair under palm trees and read.

- Mom, we have guests! - I happily exclaimed, embracing her. - The man - a great sage and seer, he promised us a pleasant conversation. Not give him a courtesy - he asked for permission to take a bath and relax.

- Go, my dear guest, - said my mother. - My name is Rani Koirala. Available and Eat with us.

While the servants were preparing pilgrim bath of rose petals and lavender soap, we rested in the shade of trees, listening to harp and enjoying the delicious taste of black tea.
Shaggy senbernar Rajeh field to our new friend, begging plum than definitive chirk mother and brought her in the mood complacently.

- Good luck - to meet your daughter at the market in a suburb of Delhi. Thanks Shanti, I got to the city five times faster than on foot. My sandals great deteriorated...

- What led you in Delhi? - Asked Rani.

- I long ago wanted to see the Lotus Temple, this is the purpose of my journey.

- Oh! Then you have to wait until dawn! Temple so beautiful in the rays of the rising sun! - Encouraged by his mother. - My husband surely would have accompanied you but unfortunately, he was forced to separate in Nagpur on urgent business.

We pereglyanulis, as our guest finished the meal in silence and turned to Rani:

- It seems that you have a headache... I can remove the symptoms, if I may.

- How did you know? Do I have a pale appearance? - His mother was surprised, but thinking of half a minute, the hand gesture pomanila to their elders.

Pilgrim put their hands on the whiskey prosvetlevshey mom, zasheptal some kind of mantra, and continued:

- Can one person to feed the fish, and you can teach him to fish and feed on all life. I took off your headache, but it will return, because the real reason for it - your anger and your hurt. Every time you want to get angry at the man, remember my words, but even better - laugh. Laughter - best medicine of all diseases.

- The words of your miracle, healer! - Rani whispered. - Thank you for the lesson, I will certainly follow your advice.

After an hour, posvezhevshy and vested in new clothes, the guest came back into the inner courtyard. My mother went up the bed spread and bring some home orders, and we Jamil pilgrim invited to follow us into the garden.

In uvitoy wild vyunkom alcove stood hookah, around which were scattered bright silk cushions. We are conveniently located on the floor in Turkish and stared at our fakir. Stranger breathed sweet apple aroma and released into the air Baroque Snake smoke.

- You said that happy because you do not have a name ... Why? - I asked naively, zahlopav long, black as night, eyelashes.

- Is the name does not express the human essence? - No one smiled. - Is it, then mastering one's name, we have not learned part of the human soul? I love there will always be enemies, but for every wise man will always fool... Why sell the pearl in the oil-shop, when no one evaluate? Is it not better to show the jewel jeweler?

- Do you think that we are able to tarnish your good name? - Jamil rebelled. - I even thought was not anything like this!

- In vain you are offended, young man! - Old legonko patted his shoulder. - How can tarnish that, whose name - Wind? As can be nasty at that, whose name - the Sun! How can I mourn that, whose name - Waves of Ganga?

- And if his name is - Pride! How can you not laugh at him? - Jamil laughed merrily, and the gold sparkle in the sun zaplyasali his loving eyes.

- You are right - just answered the pilgrim. - Name it - pride. And the conscience. And honor. And hate. And lie. And love.

One teacher, after 40 days of co-Way, had three students. The first said: "Master, you - a very fiend! Thy teachings sows only evil and death!" "Truly you are right!" - Said the teacher, and continued to meditate. When it came to another student and say, siyaya eyes: "Teacher, You're a real Buddha! Thy teachings sows Light!" The teacher replied: "Truly you are right!" - And continued to meditate. And then came to the third, the last disciple and said: "Teacher. I'm so stupid that do not understand from your teachings... Some say you are - God, others say, you - the devil, explained to me who is right!"
The teacher smiled and said: "Each of these rights in its own way and the truth is that I have - it's just me".

- It seems, I feel that you want us to pass! - With spirit, I cried. - But how can we be with the old adage: "All that remains of the human world after his death - his good name"? Have you nothing left?

- Dear Shanthi! I am not looking for earthly fame, even good. But in each counter will be my next - a rainbow beam of the ocean. Gleam of eternity. Keep in your hearts to peace and joy, an island of the happy day that will entertain you all the power of Love and Life.

- Why did you call the richest man in the world?
Your wealth - the spirituality? Your treasure - your knowledge? - I suggested.

- I will answer your question, but first you answer me, what is your wealth.

- My father was one of the most noble and rich people in Delhi! But I do not get to such a simple provocation! - Screw up one's eyes cunningly Jamil. - My wealth - my family and friends, my youth, my dreams and possibilities! Suppose I am not so smart as you, but I have time to get to know yourself and the world to master the most ancient sciences and secret knowledge.

- Well, that tells Shanti! - Wanderer quite reached.

- My wealth - my modesty. Let others tell the good people of the eminent! - I lowered my eyes and crimson zalilas.

- He lived on earth was a rich man - the governor a small country. And he had everything - the health and youth, friends and family, money, servants, and a pile of sea capabilities. But time passed and he was old, and great wealth made him her slave, for all his time he spent on his augmentation, conservation and waste. He bypassing the globe in search of the meaning of life and earthly entertainment, it brought a strong connection in each country of the world, he married the most beautiful woman who bore him 16 children of healthy and strong and loved his master, as no one else, he read thousands of books and talked with hundreds of sages and mentors. And yet, he was not happy. All that he lacked - the freedom and harmony with itself. In a vicious circle-minute affairs, in an eternal struggle with the circumstances, and frequently changing mood, he never found the true meaning of life and reply to your main question - why he came to Earth. And then, the governor left his throne, his wife and children, some of their enormous wealth, he distributed the poor and sacrificed monasteries, and himself - left, where the eye Look, do not take anything with them except the clothes that were on it, and eating on the road . How long he walked, and his clothes turned into rags, the rain to wash his face, a brutal sun sushilo skin, foul wind made the features of his face grave but his shoes quite deteriorated. He was silent all the time and smiling, rejoicing, each lived moment and the simple things surrounding it, and think it was directed at the horizon, which is always removed, but would not step made traveler. He died on his way to Lhasa, is poor and happy. He has not told anyone and, what is the meaning of life...

Pilgrim re-released Snake smoke and looked up at the clouds. We kept silent and waited for the continuation of listening trills of birds and the noise of water in the fountains.

- I am the richest person in the world because I am free. I do not have conventions and prejudice, I have no affection and personal property, I do not have rulers and boundaries. I have everything that surrounds me: the sun, stars, seas and oceans, cities, palaces, monasteries... I have a summer heat and a bustling market in Jakarta, I have the Egyptian pyramids and pharaohs gold, I have a children's laughter and a rainbow in the sky, I have the Nile, and Ganges, and the Niagara Falls... I have an echo in the mountains and winding road, I have a green meadow with white lamb and blooming valleys... I have a desert and camel caravans chinnye... I have a question, and the Word... I am free, because it did not need me there is nothing to hold and not a burden.

Have you ever seen an African sun rises above the oasis? How trembles molten air, and orange giraffes prevent young leaves from the trees?
- I saw it! Such a wonderful world! You see, as single tree covered by a storm, laughing happily, there, on a hilltop above the sea level? You noticed how beautiful бесподобно Great Wall of China in the foggy weather? Perhaps you remember how marvelous clouds over Easter Island? Or know how great the underwater cave at the Great Barrier Reef? I have dolphins, rezvyaschiesya in rainy weather in the Pacific waters! I have a coral atolls with white sand and coconut palms... I have a source of living water, which knows a few... I have love the Creator and the beauty of His Creation!

- Truly! You - the richest man in the world! - I exclaimed, and my green eyes twinkle lens enthusiastic tears.

- Excuse me my insolence - cautiously began Jamil - but everything you listed here - I have every one of us! What, then, your personal wealth?

- Oh! - Sage raised index finger up. - My wealth is that all of these I use and enjoy! Many of the rich will never see my rhino and Australian ostriches! They think that possess the treasures, while in reality - the treasures of their own! Others are tied to his magnificent palace, while other international peace palaces left their care. Land has become for them a little, that even the horizon is the outline of the city roofs and the minarets.

- You want to say that no one appreciates what is? - Sigh pogrustnevshy Jamil.

- Life is extremely short! Just the power to break the endless chain of reincarnation and to escape from the wheel of fate... I spent a lot of expressions before understand very simple things that are understandable to any child! But, unfortunately, the children get older and forget about its truth - the divine essence.

Sage agatovye out a rosary and began to mechanically handle them in their hands, covered his eyes and as if remembering something:

- You know, I'm going to Delhi on foot from Aqrah! Taj Mahal, just amazing! When the first ray of dawn relate his wall - the mausoleum seemed to breathe! By the main entrance of main staircase leads from the start, people leave their shoes in front of the temple... White foam walls are decorated with mosaics of thousands of skilled and semi-precious stones. Wreath product in the exquisite ornamentation stems of plants and ligature of Arab letters vylozhennyh black marble, inspired poets and love... Fourteen of the RMS from the Koran - the traditional adornment for the Muslim architecture - crowned with arches arches over windows. There, in the heart of the Tomb, in the open all the windows wind fall sunshine. On the walls - the stone unfading garland of flowers, eternal carpet covering the floor and walls. Truly, a great love that can create such a miracle, and praised the everlasting glory of his beloved hymn. In the Taj Mahal and is a mirror twin - ghost house, reflected in the troubled waters Dzhamny ...

We sat in a little alcove, and then pursued the old man in the upper chambers, where he was given the present king's bed, retracted neatly embroidered, silk coverlets. He fell asleep at once, barely touched his head satin pillows... So sleep alone strangers and children!

- You know - I said Jameel, descending the stairs into the garden - and in fact I've never in life did not see Taj Mahal!

He took me by both hands, looked me in the eye with a gentle smile and kissed me!