:: Article 9
March 11th, 2006
If we could take life as a blessing, then we can understand the value of being simple. Now “simplicity” is an easy word to brag about, but very difficult to practice. It is very easy to be outwardly simple. We hear people say that so and so is a simple man. What is the basis for this observation? Few clothes, little money, small house, few wants – these are supposed to be the common yard sticks to brand a man as simple. But I feel, Simplicity is deeper than all this. Consider this fabulous Buddhist tale
In a village there lived a young monk, who would spend most of his time in prayer and meditation. There was ever a faint smile on his face. He would leave his hut only for collecting alms and food. He had no material possessions what so ever, expect his bare needs. The villagers considered him a great soul. There was a young girl living near his hut, who was intent on capturing the monk’s attention. She tried so many things, but there was absolutely no reaction for the young monk. The girl was vexed and angry. She wanted to teach this monk a lesson he would never forget. One day she slipped outside her village and when she came back a few months later she was pregnant and later gave birth to a child. The villagers were perturbed. The girl on repeated questioning accused the young monk for this deed. She said that the monk had asked her to meet him at a secluded place and when she reached there, the monk misbehaved with her. The villagers in an instant forgot the veneration they had for the monk and all of them stormed to his humble hut and bid him come out of it.
The monk hearing the commotion came out with the same serene face. The village elder said “You are a disgrace to monkhood; you have fathered a child illegitimately. You have to now take care of the girl as well as the child”
The girl was shedding crocodile tears, but said nothing.
The monk replied: “Ho! Is it so” and without further words took the child lovingly in his hands and asked the girl also to step into his house. The villagers had nothing more to say and they left.
For the next one year the monk took care of the child and the girl as if it were his.He discontinued his prayers went out to work, bought food and clothes for them and laughed and played with the child and spoke entreatingly to the girl. The villagers were stunned. Meanwhile the girl started getting ashamed of her act day by day. She never realized that things would turn out like this.
One day, she couldn’t take it any longer and called the village again and told them the truth. The villagers were grief stricken. They went to the monk again with downcast eyes and called him out.
The village elder spoke: “ O great monk, we are terribly sorry for what we have done. We believed the stupid girl’s accusations and treated you badly. Kindly give us the child. We will take care of it. You kindly pursue your spiritual life”
On Hearing this, the Monk said: “Ho, is it so?” and gave back the child to them and went inside. There was absolutely no change in the monks face.
This is true simplicity! Material wealth alone never creates complication. It is our attitude towards them that does. The monk was in tune with life. He treated everything that life offers as a blessing and hence his life was simple. To such a man Crores of rupees are same as a single paisa, because he understands that both are not his anyway. Reflect on this.


