No Loving, No Kindness
An old woman in China had supported a monk for over twenty
years. She had built a little hut for him and fed him while he was meditating. Finally she wondered just what
progress he had made in all this time.
To find out, she obtained the help of a girl rich in desire.
"Go and embrace him," she told her, "and then ask him suddenly: 'What now?'"
The girl called upon the monk and without much ado caressed
him, asking him what he was going to do about it.
"An old tree grows on a cold rock in winter," replied the monk
somewhat poetically. "Nowhere is there any warmth."
The girl returned and related what he had
said.
"To think I fed that fellow for twenty years!" exclaimed the
old woman in anger. "He showed no consideration for your needs, no disposition to explain your condition. He need
not have responded to passion, but at least he should have evidenced some compassion."
She at once went to the hut of the monk and burned it
down.
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