Life's A Parade Of Startling Freedoms

 Life's a parade of startling freedoms 

Issue! This is one of the many negative words that we utilize routinely in our day by day discussion. 'Issues at work, issues at home, what a day to day existence?' 

What is an issue? 

Take a gander at this episode. After a significant delay, a youthful alumni found a new line of work as a columnist. The main manager said, "Today is Independence Day. A naval force vessel has docked in our harbor. Naval force staff are observing Independence Day on that vessel. Cover this as a news thing for our magazine." 

First day, first task. The young fellow ran enthusiastically towards the harbor. In the evening, while every one of the columnists assembled in the workplace to record their reports, the new writer was staying there without composing anything. One of his associates asked him delicately, "For what reason would you say you aren't composing your report?" 

"It is all my karma. At the point when I attempt to sell flour, a high wind blows and when I go to sell salt, it downpours. The absolute first day, the supervisor sent me to cover Independence Day festivities on the Navy vessel. There were no festivals on that vessel. There was a major opening in that vessel. At first, individuals who had accumulated there were occupied in the arrangements; henceforth nobody saw it. Just when a ton of water had entered the vessel, did somebody notice it. They were occupied with fixing the vessel. How in the world could they observe Independence Day?" said the new writer. 

His associate was energized. "My God! That news should come on the principal page," he said and headed out to gather additional data on that accident. 

The very data that made the new columnist wither in distress since he saw it as a 'issue', was a once in a lifetime chance for the other to demonstrate his ability. 

Life isn't something that occurs as indicated by an arranged plan. It is a parade of sudden freedoms. 

The Buddha was strolling through a woodland. The woodcutters who were slicing wood close by hurried to him and said, "Stop, if it's not too much trouble, stop! There is a horrible evil presence in the timberland, a man-eater. Subsequent to killing the individual, he removes the thumb and guards it. So far he has gathered 999 thumbs. He needs only one more to make it 1,000. Then, at that point he intends to string them all up and wear them around his neck. Along these lines, kindly don't go into the woods. In the event that you go, it would be a major issue for you." 

To that, the Buddha answered, "I would improve opportunity than this," and entered profound into the woods. 

True to form, the evil spirit felled a colossal part of a banyan tree and showed up before the Buddha in a dust storm. However, the Buddha wasn't scared, he remained steadfast, firm and said, "If killing me gives you joy, kindly do as such. I acknowledge the way that you are truly impressive. However, a certain something, however you have the solidarity to break a part of a tree, you can never append it back to that tree. You know the specialty of annihilating, I know the craft of joining." 

More than his words, reality and empathy contacted the evil spirit profoundly. From that point onward, he turned into the Buddha's supporter. He was Angulimal. 

The evil spirit was not a 'issue' for the Buddha; rather it was a chance to shield the residents from additional hopelessness.

D.G.Shastri