Parabels of Mahavir

Author(s): Harindranath Chattopadhyaya
Publisher: Shri Kiran Publishers

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SOM
Indeed, my Lord! men are the shadows which cease to be, once they approach you, they cease to exist once they touch even the fringe of the Light you are!
MAHAVIR
What want you of me?
SOM
Lord Mahavir! you have given and given and given to all men; only this unfortunate, this so-called me, remains to be given I know it is never too late to receive a gift from the Divine Lord, since His treasures are inexhaustible.
MAHAVIR
Had you arrived earlier I would have granted a gift to delight your eyes and your hands; precious gems extracted from the
crowns of earthly kings; gold extricated from the bowels of the earth.
SOM
O unfortunate that I am!