She was walking through the hallways.She, who epitomizes austerity and wisdom of all beings. Soft gaze. Soft gait. Suggesting ahimsa in all dimensions. Blissful, there, then.
I asked her, "What is vice?"
She reached for her cloak and from there she pulled out a pencil. She rested the tip of the pencil on the wall and continued her walk. With the pencil on the wall, it drew a line as we walked through the hallway.
I asked, "And, what is virtue?"
She pulled back the pencil and slid it in her cloak. And, continued her walk.
I get it. She is deaf !
ReplyDelete:D :P She still managed to pick the verbal cues!
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