Master Bahauddin his whole life was happy, the smile never left his face. His whole life was saturated with the fragrance of the holiday! Even dying he was laughing merrily. It seemed like he was enjoying the arrival of death. His students were sitting around and one of them asked:
- Why are you laughing? All your life you laughed and we all did not dare to ask, how do you do it? And now, in the last minute, you're laughing! What's funny here?
The old Master replied:
Many years ago I came to my Master as a young man, seventeen years old, he was deeply afflicted. The master was seventy, and he was smiling and laughing for no apparent reason. I asked him: "How do you do it?" And he said, "Inside I'm free to choose. It is just my choice. Every morning when I open my eyes, I ask myself, what to choose bliss or suffering? And so it happens that I choose the bliss, it's only natural".
One person committed a crime. He was caught and brought to trial before the king. For his act has the death penalty, but the king asked him to choose his destiny: either be hanged, or hit over the big, black, scary steel door. Criminal thought and chose the gallows. When his neck threw the noose, he suddenly said:
- I was curious: just what is behind that door?
The king laughed:
- Yes here, you know, a funny thing happens. I offer all this choice and all choose the gallows.
- And the door-what? - tries to find out the culprit. - I won't tell anyone, ' he added, pointing to the noose.
After a pause, the king replied:
- There is freedom. But people are so afraid of the unknown, I prefer her with a rope.
Caught the Golden fish the old man and said to him: "Until a man, yet you will have desires, I'll fulfill them, and as soon as desires are gone, I'll let you go and you'll be Free"...
The woman asked the wise man: "Why are man having many women, a good man, and a woman having many men bad?"
The sage replied: "Because a key that can open all locks is a good key but a lock that can be opened by any key is a bad lock."
Once asked a wise old man: "Why do women so often a headache?" The elder replied with truth: "Only weak men women have a headache. From a strong men she's spinning!"
Sensei! asked the Seeker.
- Who's there? - scared Sensei.
Is a complex philosophical question, the Teacher. - cried the Seeker. - I don't know who I am and why I live in this world.
- It is clear. Reflexive intellectual in search of Truth. - spat in disgust Sensei. - What is it?
I came to know the Truth! bowed down to Suffering. - Take me to the students.
- Well, bring me some water, schmuck. - quietly asked the Sensei.
- I'll be back! - answered Student and rushed to the spring.
Sensei drank water greedily, jerking Adam's Apple. The student respectfully looked at him.
- Water is wet. 'said Sensei.
Wet feelings? - dug deeper Student.
Moron. - calmly said the Sensei. - It's wet, regardless of your feelings. Go and think about it...
The next day the Sensei of the morning went to the veranda, where he slept with the Student, kicked him, and said in a singsong voice:
- In addition, water is liquid.
- Life as it slips through your fingers? - asked the Student.
- Bitch... - muttered the Sensei and send the Student to the river to wash the carpets.
- There are three aggregate States of water. he said the next day. - Liquid.
- And the rest? - asked the Disciple.
- Solid, I'll show you winter. - answered Sensei. Frost needed. And steam may not show. Then we'll see.
Like the man it solidifies under cold test? - asked the Student.
- Big Buddha spat in your chakras, you idiot. - gently smiled at Sensei and he sent the Disciple for firewood.
During the year, the Student learned about the water almost all that it happens cold and hot, dirty and clean, salt and fresh, heavy and normal.
A year Sensei went out on the veranda and said:
- Rock solid.
Like water in the winter? - asked the Disciple.
- You learn quickly, slow-witted. - praised Sensei. But no. Sometimes firmer. Go and me to grow opium poppy. I'm running out.
A year later, Sensei talked about the fact that air is necessary for breathing...
Seventeen years later a Student broke into the bedchamber Sensei and yelled:
- What is happening at all? Why am I seventeen years studying some well-known fuck-up? You're a charlatan, or what?
Sensei yawned, rubbed his narrow eyes and said:
The truth is well known. Water is wet, fire is hot. You asked for the Truth, you got it.
- What do I do with it all?! even more yelled the Student. - Fuck me this is the Truth?
- Oh! - happy Sensei. - And here's how to use the facts - it is Wisdom and intelligence. Want to learn Wisdom?
I want it! the firm said the Student.
- Well, bring me some water, schmuck. - quietly asked the Sensei.
Night. On the street there are two men.
- Why are you smiling? - asks one another.
Let's admire the Moon.
- The admire?
- The moon - man shows the moon with a finger, but his companion doesn't even look up.
- What Is The Moon? - he asks.
- Yes, here it is - surprised people - right in front of you, yellow is.
Yellow?! Oh My God! It is necessary to tell someone!
After half an hour around the person going crowd.
- Teacher, tell us about the moon, timidly asks the delegate from the crowd.
- What the devil is there to tell? - hot people. - Lift up your heads and see for yourself.
Someone, not taking from the person trusting eyes, hastily writes in his notebook: "one has only to raise his head, and eyes will be opened moon, a yellow circle on the dark background of the sky..."
- Why are you writing this? cautiously, he says.
- Someone needs to preserve the teachings for posterity, and if not me, then who?
- What teaching?! Just lift up your head!!!
- To raise the head is not difficult, just... - starts to scribble latter-day Evangelist, but the man hits him from below with a fist to the chin, and the sight of the recorder flashes yellow spot.
- What was it, Teacher???
Moon.
- God, I saw the moon. I saw the moon! The moon!!!
- He saw the moon, excited the crowd and begins to drive around rubbing the chin of Ludovica dance.
People, meanwhile, waved at the whole thing with his hand and walks away, admiring the full moon...
After two thousand years someone reads the gospel of the moon and sighs.
- And to sense something, he thinks. - In those days a Teacher was nearby and could always give you the teeth at the right time. Some, however, argue that one book is enough, and that they see with their own eyes the moon every night, but who can you believe nowadays? And maybe do the tales of it all, that's what I say to you...
In the East there lived a sage who taught his disciples:
"People insult in three ways. They can say that you are stupid, I can call you a slave, unable to call you incompetent. If this happens to you, remember the simple truth: only a fool would call another a fool, only a slave looking for a slave in the other, only incompetent justifies the fact that he does not understand himself, other people's madness. Therefore, never anyone not be offended, and don't insult yourself, not to pass stupid worthless slaves."
A man bought a new home - big, beautiful and garden with fruit trees near the house. And next to the old house lived envious neighbor who constantly tried to spoil his mood: garbage under the gate will throw, then even some stuff done.
One day a man woke up in a good mood, went out on the porch, and there - a bucket of slops. The man took the bucket, slop poured a bucket cleaned to a Shine, it had collected the biggest, ripe and delicious apples and went to the neighbor. The neighbor heard a knock at the door, gleefully thought, "Finally I got it!". Opens the door in the hope of scandal, and the man handed him a bucket of apples and said:
- Who is rich, the themes and divided!
One day the woodcutter was cutting a branch on a tree near the river and dropped his axe into the water.
As long as he cried out, God appeared and asked, "what's the matter?"
- Dropped my axe in the river.
God dived and reappeared with a Golden axe.
- Your axe?
- No.
God dived again and returned with a silver axe.
- Your axe?
- No.
The God dived for the third time, and returned with an iron axe.
- Your axe?
- Yes!
God is very happy that the man was honest and gave him all three axes. The woodcutter returned home happy.
One day the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. As long as he was yelling, God appeared and asked, "what's the matter?"
- Oh, my God, my wife fell into the river!
God dived and came up with Jennifer Lopez.
Is your wife?
- Yes!
God was very angry: "You cheat! That's cheating!"
- Forgive me, my God. You misunderstood me. If I answered "no", you could go for Catherina Zeta-Jones. I would have said "no" again and you brought me my wife. I would have answered "Yes" and would get all three. But, Lord, I am a poor man and I do not feed three women!
The moral: When a man lies, it is for a good and serious reason.
Once appeared, the tiger will never go away, even if the monkey, perched high up in the tree pretending that the land, which goes the tiger does not exist. However, whatever thought himself an APE, someday she will have to go down and meet tiger.
Funky monkey will die of fear even before the tiger will jump. And until the last second to hope that the tiger still exists.
Strong monkey always sees the tiger as a reality and upon meeting him, he would fight for his life until the last breath. And to hope for the impossible - to defeat a tiger.
Tiger no difference what to eat monkey, they are equally delicious, but strong in front of the monkey he is holding back because instinct forces him to kill only the weak.
One Eastern Lord had a bad dream, that he dropped out one by one all the teeth. In great excitement he summoned the interpreter of dreams. He listened anxiously and said:
- My Lord, I must tell you the sad news. You will lose one after another all our relatives.
These words aroused the wrath of the Lord. He gave orders to throw accident in prison and call another interpreter, who, after hearing the dream, said:
- I am happy to report good news - you will survive all your relatives.
The Lord was pleased and generously rewarded him for that prediction. The courtiers were very surprised.
- Because you told him the same thing and your poor predecessor, so why was he punished, and you're rewarded? they asked.
What was the answer:
We are both equally interpret the dream. But it all depends on not what to say and how to say it.
Once upon a time the old Indian opened his grandson one vital truth.
In every person there is a struggle, much like the struggle between two wolves. One wolf is evil - envy, jealousy, sorrow, selfishness, ambition, lies... the Other wolf is good - peace, love, hope, truth, kindness, loyalty...
Little Indian, touched to the core words of his grandfather, for a few moments thought, and then asked: - And what a wolf at the end wins?
Old Indian barely perceptible smile and replied:
- Always wins the wolf that you feed.
The merchant went and saw the running slave, he watered it, talked to him, sympathized with him, but the servant said: "Everything passes and this will pass".
A couple of years, the merchant was again in the land, and see the vizier. He recognized him, invited to his talk, how he did it, the merchant admired such changes. A former slave, showered the merchant of jewelry and said the same thing.
In a few years, merchant, along with other went to bestow the Sultan for being good bargain, and in it he recognized his old friend. At the meeting, he said the same thing.
The next time the merchant went to worship on his grave, and on it was engraved: "All passes." "Well, it will not pass," - bitterly thought the merchant.
Then a very old man the merchant went back and went to the cemetery, but not found it. As it turned out, it was washed away by the river not long ago. Then the merchant said, "Yes, everything passes."
