Book Title: Half Hour With Jain Muni
Author(s): Abdul Hamiz A Baakza
Publisher: Jaico Publishing House Bombay

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________________ to see them before He somehow felt he did not belong to this place "These good people who love me can never be mine, always I am a stranger here below and I must never forget it" "Drink this, my dear, buck up Be a good boy" A glass of frut juice was put to his lips He sipped it taking a long time to finish it He drank it all But he soon fainted away It was so to say in the nature of a Recess allowed him from the Court of Trial The proceedings soon started He was still thirsty when he entered the inner court He fancied himself holding a bejewelled cup in his hand A fine tall jar stood by his side He dipped the cup and carried it full to his parched lips But as he was going to take a large draught of the heavenly drink, he discovered that the cup was empty. He dipped it again and again, and found it ever so empty stille "Leave all for Me," he remembered with a biting conscience He threw away the cup with the full knowledge drawing upon his mind: "I know my life's a pain and but a span; I know my sense is mock'd in everything" “Religion is the only thing, that endures in this valley of the shadow of death"10, he thought His religrous instinct aroused him to turn to rites and symbols of devotion No sooner did he think of this, than a rosary was there in his hand, bis nimble fingers playing the beads How bewildering, however, that the beads were slipping off and disappearing in the abys 19

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