THE SOURCE OF SWEETNESS.
Back in the hut, the animals never once disturbed Him as He meditated. Sometimes, He opened His eyes after hours of inward concentration, to see a deer looking at Him curiously! A snake or two cuddled peacefully in a cozy corner was not uncommon either. It was unbelievable, that sometimes, bumble bees hovered around His Kamandalu, desperately looking for the source of a sweet and enigmatic aroma that would emanate almost every time He went into meditation. It was as if the animals knew meditation was the only thing worthy of watching in the humans; the only thing that they didn’t themselves have, or, for that matter which wasn’t outrightly copied from them.
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