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THE SON OF THE BRAHMAN

        In ts, in t, in tree is anned    sions, to augalked. For a long time, Siddaking in tisie ising    of refle, tation. o speak tly, to speak it silently into o speak it silently out of ration of . o feel Atman in tructible, one he universe.

        Joy leapt in    for o learn, ty for kno , a prince among the Brahmans.

        Bliss leapt in     up, Siddrong, ing    respect.

        Love toucs of ters h his slim hips.

        But more t voice,    decy of s,     , fiery ts,     a vain, vacuous speaker; not a meaful priest; and also not a det, stupid s    to bee one of t one of tens of ted to folloo follow , his spear-carrier, his shadow.

        Sidd for them all.

        But    a source of joy for    in ree garden, sitting in templation, , ures of perfect decy, everyones love and joy, ill lacked all joy in . Dreams aless ts came into er of tars of t, melting from to lessness of to eache old Brahmans.

        Siddarted to nurse distent in arted to feel t t bring    nurse isfy arted to suspect t eac to    a of t ting vessel    full, t    tent, t calm, t    satisfied. tions    ter, t , t relieve t. tion of t--but    all? Did tune? And    t really Prajapati    not tman,    creations, created like me and you, subjee, mortal? as it t rig meaningful and t occupation to make s to to be made, o be found, , s innermost part, in its iructible part, , timate part? It    fles    nor sciousness, t oaug? to rea, t, not t teac taken care of everytion of t of ts of tely muc    valuable to kno kno one and only t important tant thing?

        Surely, many verses of ticularly in t and ultimate t;Your soul is t;, ten t ten t man in     part and man. Marvellous    ones ed ed by bees. No, not to be looked doremendous amount of enlig ions of s,    kno of all kno also to live it?    y man out of to tate of being ao to every step of to    and noble s lived bes bro even    also just a searcy man? Did , again and again, o drink from y man, from tes of to    Atman in    tine source spring from ? It o be found, tine sour ones o o be possessed! Everytour, ting lost.

        ts, t, this was his suffering.

        Often o ;truly, tyam--verily, er t; Often, it seemed near, t never    pletely, never imate t. And among all t men, rus    pletely, t pletely, ternal t.

        "Govinda," Siddo ;Govinda, my dear, e ree, lets practise meditation."

        t to tree, t doy paces aing o speak ted murmuring the verse:

        Om is target, t one sly .

        After time of tation    ime to perform tion.    ans in t, oant target, tip of ongue ruding a little beteet to breat emplation, t after the Brahman as an arrow.

        Once, Samanas ravelled toi a pilgrimage, ty and bloody s naked, scers and eers and lank jackals in t st of quiet passion, of destructive servierciless self-denial.

        Iemplation, Siddo Govinda: "Early tomorro;

        Govinda turned pale,    from t glance, Govinda realized: No is beginning, noo sprout, and urned pale like a dry banana-skin.

        "O Sidd; ; you to do t?"

        Sidd    he submission.

        "O Govinda," ly, "lets not e omorro daybreak I ."

        Siddered tting on a mat of bast, and stepped beanding til    t someone anding be;Is t you, Sidd you came to say."

        Quot;ito tell you t it is my longing to leave your omorroo tics. My desire is to bee a Samana. May my fat oppose t;

        t, and remained silent for so long t tars in tive positio and motionless stood t and motionless sat t, and tars traced t;Not proper it is for a Brao speak    indignation is in my . I o    for a sed time from your mout;

        Sloood silently, his arms folded.

        " are you ing for?" asked ther.

        Quot;You kno;

        Indignant, t t,    to his bed and lay down.

        After an ood up, paced to and fro, aanding,    moving from . Pale s robe. ity in , turo his bed.

        After anotood up again, paced to and fro,    of t tood Sidd moving from ,    refleg from , t back to bed.

        And er a, by t of tars, in ter ly, o tanding in t    , filled     h sadness.

        And in ts last urned, stepped into tanding tall and like a strao him.

        "Sidd; ;ing for?"

        "You kno;

        "ill you aland t , until itll bees m, noon, and evening?"

        "I and and .

        "You ired, Sidd;

        "I ired."

        "You will fall asleep, Sidd;

        "I    fall asleep."

        "You will die, Sidd;

        "I ;

        "And ;

        "Sidd;

        "So ;

        "Sidd ell o do."

        t ligo t Siddrembling softly in rembling, ant spot. t even no    him.

        touchas shoulder.

        "You ; ;go into t and be a Samana. , teaco be blissful. If youll find disappoi, turn a us once again make s to togetell o. But for me it is time to go to to perform t ablution."

        ook    outside. Siddo tried to o    to o do as her had said.

        As    on stiff legs in t ligill quiet town, a s , whe pilgrim--Govinda.

        "You ; said Siddha and smiled.

        "I ; said Govinda.
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