From time to time we all come across a blog or a post from a fellow blogger that catches your eye or tickles your fancy! Here’s one that’s definitely tickled me from Dr John Persico Jnr about a conversation between Buddha and a duck! Our own followers know that we also write things like this as conversations between Sid and ourselves in a wine bar and always a conversation about a particular issue …… growing old, friendship, freedom, for example. Now in Dr John’s post it’s a duck educating Sid (Buddha) about the purpose and meaning of life, we hope you enjoy it as much as we did and take a peek at his blog.
My name is Siddhartha Gautama. I was born into a rich family. I was living a life of privilege with servants and maids to cater to my every whim. I had no need to work to earn money since we had more gold than we knew what to do with. My days were full of eating, drinking, playing and indulging my whims. As I grew older, I could see that my life was going nowhere. It had no meaning or purpose beyond my daily pleasures. I soon decided that I must leave home to find out what life was really about. I left home when I turned twenty. My goal was to find the true meaning and purpose of my life.
It was a sweltering day in July, and I was trudging down yet another long dusty road somewhere between China and India. I had been walking unnamed roads for many months now. The only meaning I was finding was the dust and sweat covering my skin from my exertions on these unpaved rural roads. I was getting more and more depressed as my journey now seemed fruitless. I was about to conclude that life was hopeless and that I would never find my meaning or purpose.
As I came over a rise in the road, I saw a duck waddling across the road. I called out in jest “Hey, Mr. Duck why are you crossing the road?”
Click here to read the outcome of the conversation Buddha and the Duck
Categories: Buddha, Industrial Rides, Philosophy
The Two Doctors 