To illustrate the possession father Phentsok had, there was a cup and a leather bag with little tsampa in his pocket. A broken cup in boy's pocket other than that, there was nothing to called wealth except two needle hang by the father's chupa. A wooden cane in the hand to use as well as to handle the dog, there was nothing more to see. Noticing such condition, unconditionally the lady felt pity. She went to religion pilgrimage only twice to Potala to visit venerable Sakyamuni even it takes only a day to reach. But father and son struggle such hardship of six months just to get a glimpse of Sakyamuni, such fortitude is only the matter of religion.
She welcomes both father and son to home, thinking providing alms to the pilgrimage worth a similar merit even staying home. She gave content of tea, tsampa, porridge and so on. It was evening so, even told them to spend the night and guide them to the barn. That night both father and son quenched their thirst, stomach bloated. Even received blanket to wear and hay to lay as a mattress. The young boy felt sleep right after he put his head on it but the happiness and excitement couldn't let father Phentsok sleep as his desire to visit venerable Sakyamuni has finally come.
By then, the face of his beloved wife appears vividly and lost in memory.....My wife Zompa became my friend when she was just 16. At least for the past forty years, she loves me sincerely and with artless way in every circumstance. When my old heart disease emerged, she feed me spoon by spoon with her eyes filed with tears. She help me the best she could do. Without regarding day and night, she stood by the bed with anguish and keeps asking how my health was. If there was fresh and tasty food, she give me first and does all the hard work by herself. Last year when she felt sick seriously even holds my hand and said "I am about to die now. Father Phentsok you have a heart disease so, be careful yourself" she give more significant to me rather than herself. In whole life, she never said about her desire but before she die, she stroke gently on son's face and said "Please take our only son Palden once to Potala to visit venerable Sakyamuni" she took out only turquoise ornament she had in her head and put inside my hand while saying. After shedding some drops of tears "father Phentsok, donate this to Sakyamuni and pray for the happiness and fortunate life of our son Palden" she take her final breath by then.
He felt great joy that tomorrow his late wife Zompa's desire will be fulfill and will be bless by venerable Sakyamuni as well. Suddenly by then his heart start to beat harder and dropped sweat from the forehead. When he falls into rigor situation of inhaling and exhaling, he express his sorrow "unfortunate me, even my old heart disease has to come now" He was worried as he doesn't know what to do.
Coincidentally the lady had already wake up and cover the left over porridge on fireplace...see what happen next..............WILL CONTINUE NEXT
She welcomes both father and son to home, thinking providing alms to the pilgrimage worth a similar merit even staying home. She gave content of tea, tsampa, porridge and so on. It was evening so, even told them to spend the night and guide them to the barn. That night both father and son quenched their thirst, stomach bloated. Even received blanket to wear and hay to lay as a mattress. The young boy felt sleep right after he put his head on it but the happiness and excitement couldn't let father Phentsok sleep as his desire to visit venerable Sakyamuni has finally come.
By then, the face of his beloved wife appears vividly and lost in memory.....My wife Zompa became my friend when she was just 16. At least for the past forty years, she loves me sincerely and with artless way in every circumstance. When my old heart disease emerged, she feed me spoon by spoon with her eyes filed with tears. She help me the best she could do. Without regarding day and night, she stood by the bed with anguish and keeps asking how my health was. If there was fresh and tasty food, she give me first and does all the hard work by herself. Last year when she felt sick seriously even holds my hand and said "I am about to die now. Father Phentsok you have a heart disease so, be careful yourself" she give more significant to me rather than herself. In whole life, she never said about her desire but before she die, she stroke gently on son's face and said "Please take our only son Palden once to Potala to visit venerable Sakyamuni" she took out only turquoise ornament she had in her head and put inside my hand while saying. After shedding some drops of tears "father Phentsok, donate this to Sakyamuni and pray for the happiness and fortunate life of our son Palden" she take her final breath by then.
He felt great joy that tomorrow his late wife Zompa's desire will be fulfill and will be bless by venerable Sakyamuni as well. Suddenly by then his heart start to beat harder and dropped sweat from the forehead. When he falls into rigor situation of inhaling and exhaling, he express his sorrow "unfortunate me, even my old heart disease has to come now" He was worried as he doesn't know what to do.
Coincidentally the lady had already wake up and cover the left over porridge on fireplace...see what happen next..............WILL CONTINUE NEXT
