How to start varnasrama (or ride own donkey)

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> > Sorry, coach. I prefer to go riding on my donkey instead of having my

> > donkey riding me.

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> > - mnd

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> You know the story of the man, the son, and the donkey?

 

Yeah, I heard it.

 

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Once upon a time, a village man needed to visit a varnasrama

college in the nearby city where devotees got the temple, to

bring his son to get trained there into his occupational duty

of a brahmana. (Or a sudra, or a ksatriya maybe, was not so sure.

But something of these got to be, and the years and days of

boy's life without getting a proper varna training were already

mounting, to be only counted such as passing by, from the side of

the village people.)

 

 

So, he rides so on his donkey and the boy walking by, when they

meet the first group of devotees who happened to be from some child

protection program. And those commented: "Look at this cruel

father that is supposed to be the child's protector, he's so strong

but he still sits on a donkey, while his small weak son suffers

walking on his tender feet." Having heard this, the man switched

the place with the son without a second thought, knowing that

the temple must not be so far away by now.

 

Didn't get even worm enough by walking, when he already stumbled

on an another group, this time the promoters of the perfect

Vedic Culture, who upon seeing the terrible scene, started

howling: "Alas, alas, this is a Doomsday, these young generations

have no respect anymore even to their alders! Look at this young

and energetic fellow riding up on a donkey, while his old good

father got to walk!". Well, you can guess what the man did, after

hearing that -- he also got quickly up on a donkey (but getting

already his mustaches start shaking).

 

Yeap. It seamed almost like the people from the Animal

Protection Team were hiding in the bushes, when he heard

the approaching shouting: "Shame, shame on both you so

called humans that have no feeling for all the parts and

parcels of God! Look this little pore creature that is all

crumbling under you two big fellows, almost dying! So cruel

you are, our dear householder, you are indeed rather like an

animal, deserving your karma to become a donkey next life.

You should be the one to have a ride on by your exhausted

donkey."

A man, angry (and scared in the same time, feeling that the

temple and the varnasrama college must be just behind the

next road turn), quickly got himself and his son off the

donkey, and he took the donkey on his own back...

 

Well, the story ends here. It was indeed that the temple

(and the varnasrama college too!) was just behind the next

road turn. And all the maharajas and prabhus and the matajis

chanting their japa outside, starting to laugh upon seeing the

scene. The man, furious by now, put a donkey down and jumped on

his back, having his realization for himself: "By trying to

satisfy all of them, one becomes crazy only! I go riding my

donkey as I find fitting it to me".

(and he turned the donkey back to his village, to teach his

son how to live on the land)

 

 

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> Once upon a time, a village man needed to visit a varnasrama

> college in the nearby city where devotees got the temple, to

> bring his son to get trained there into his occupational duty

> of a brahmana.

 

Sent my version before reading yours. You certainly did a better job of

telling it.