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Armour of the Master 
Once upon in time there lived the Wise Teacher. He was the Great Warrior and always stood on patrol, protecting the country and its inhabitants from encroachments of enemies. And once the time when affairs called the Master in the far-off lands came, and He was compelled to leave the native country. Before to set on a journey the Teacher wished to leave His armour and the weapon to His children for they could protect the country in case of the attack of enemies. But that moment any of the children was not completely ready to cope with the Father's armour: for one the armour seemed too heavy; the others were not able to battle with a sword, yet; the third were small children at all. Understanding this, the Teacher decided to entrust the weapon to someone until His children were grown-up. But to whom? The armour was very valuable: it accompanied the owner in all campaigns and had the great power. Thus, thinking of how to keep the valuable gift for the children, the Teacher, suddenly recollected one storekeeper. He was a very avaricious and pragmatic person, and consequently it was possible to be sure that the values would stay in safety before the right moment came. He was so greedy that would not give them not only to the enemy, but also to the friend. And the Teacher charged him the armour for preserving. The time passed; the enemies found out, that the Master left the country, and had put forward the armies to win her. Having learned about approaching of the enemy, the children of the Great Warrior, gathered on council and began to think how to act. They remembered the Father's armour and decided to choose the most worthy one from them and to hand him the weapon for he would lead them in the battle. But when they came to the storekeeper, they were rather surprised, having heard from the man the words that the armour were given by the Teacher personally to him and as he was boundlessly devoted to Guru, he would not give it to anybody, under any circumstances, except the Master. Though the soldiers tried to convince the storekeeper to give them the weapon, how many they spoke about the coming enemies and destructions which they could bring if they would not be stopped, all the same the latter continued to insist on his. Then it was nothing remained for disciples, except to go fighting naked-handily without the sacred relics, because the enemy already approached to the borders of their lands very closely. Having left alone and seeing how serious the matter was, the storekeeper thought that if the Master entrusted to him the armour then he was the most worth using it. He put on the armour, took the weapon and went to the battle field. On the way, someone, having seen the Teacher's armour at the storekeeper, followed him, thinking that he is really elected by the Teacher for the sacred mission. The fight began. Soldiers courageously battled as lions, and many felt in the fight. The storekeeper and his colleagues, not being able to manage with the weapon, only prevented the fellow tribesmen and by that made the enemies laugh and pleased, raising in their breast hopes on success. In spite of all difficulties the sons of Guru won the first fight. As they lost many people and were tired extremely, soldiers understood that the next attack would be harder for standing. And the aggressors understood it; therefore, at once they reconstructed the lines and were set in approach again. For some time it seemed that the defeat was inevitable... Then the wisest of disciples mentally and heartedly praying, addressed to the Teacher for help. Suddenly the Light of the incredible power flashed and the enemy's armies blinded by its pureness and brightness got run. Joyful disciples had a look back and saw the shining shape of the Teacher surrounded with fiery aura. The power of the Master's spirit broke the attack of the enemies. And having realized it, people understood that true force was not in the weapon, but in Aspiration and Belief. For anywhere the Teacher would be, His connection with disciples would always strong. Seeing understanding of His disciples, the Master smiled to them. Then He pointed to the East and flown up in the Sky departing to the Secret Lands. That moment many began to believe and lit up with the Light of the Supreme Truth. Those who left on the ground still long were bewilderedly watching following the Teacher. And the storekeeper was surprised, about how the Master could win the enemy without the weapon? Why he did not praise the storekeeper for preservation of the armour? For in spite his clumsy assistances, he nevertheless considered that the victory was gained due to him; therefore, having seen the Master, the storekeeper wanted to shout to Him that the armour is here, in the perfect integrity and safety, but the Teacher had no look in his side at all. Since then a lot of time has passed. The storekeeper died and the children of the Master have already grown up. The armour of the Father has returned to the family again and the most worthy of the disciples has got it. And up to nowadays the Great Gift of the Master passes from generation to generation, from the father to the son, and the most worthy one owns it. And about that fight, and about the Great Warrior and His disciples many legends were told - they are still being composed and now. But anyone never remembered the avaricious storekeeper. P.S. Dear reader, your questions and commentaries can be sent to our e-mail: cdk-zp@rambler.ru. We will certainly look through them and try to reply you. |
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