Parabels of Mahavir

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

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SOM
O.! this ? It Is but a piece of cloth, half of the cloth Lord Mahavir wore on his shoulder.
WEAVER Where's the other half ?
SOM Why! this half is on my shoulder. It's quite simple calculation !
WEAVER (growing ecstatic) Fool! fool! fool!.... Run, run after Him; speed as swift as an arrow to reach Him; even should you arrive at the point of a last breath, running after Him with all the speed you can muster, run after him with the swiftness of lightning, the swiftness of desire; and when you overtake Him, fall at his feet and beg Him on the knees of all your generations of ancestors and on the knees of all the generations yet to come: beg Him to grant you the other half of this half; the bride cannot live without her bridegroomthis half cannot live without the other
half.