My Monday
Posted on Jun 3rd, 2008
by
True Eloquence
June 03 2008
10:37 AM
It was raining as I took an umbrella and were ready to go to the downtown with my friend Ananda to an Indian market in Bangkok to get an International calling card, as we needed to call overseas to friends and family- the usual card charged a lot, but this International card didn't charge much, so we would prefer rather using the one that is cheaper. Anyway, as we walked down stair, my friend said "may be we wait here a bit and then go when the rain stop, otherwise we are going to get all wet". So we waited till the rain stopped. The bus station was half a mile from the temple. We crossed an over-bridge to reach the station. Bangkok is a big city and very busy. Cars, buses, motor bikes, taxis were running. The road was all wet. Then I sat down there and kept thinking to myself "wow life is so busy, everyone is rushing". My friend was standing for the bus number 80 to come, so we could get in and reach to that Indian market. Many buses passed, still that bus no. 80 haven't arrive. After about 10 minutes my friend said "oh there! it is, come, lets get in". So we got in finally and sat on the seats. One thing good in Bangkok is we monks can travel in the buses free, the fee is not charged, but not in other transportations like taxis and sky-train - it is only in Buses. Anyway, in about 30 minutes we reached that place. It was my first time to visit this Indian market and I was a bit amazed like "ah, this is awesome, in the heart of the city, this crowded Indian market with full of Indian people, stuffs, smells of burning incense, music and so on" I was smiling a bit. Well all that smiling stopped when we found out the shop we supposed to buy the International calling card was closed. Damm! we had to return without it. Then we went to Mahachulalongkorn University (where my friend was studying ) to submit an assignment to the Dean who was a monk. He spoke nice and even offered us drinks. At first my friend was kind of refusing "no Ajan, its ok, you take it". Then he told him: "in Thailand, if someone offers you something you have to take it and don't refuge, because you are getting without much effort. He also said: "sometimes if you request something, people don't give you" He was kind of funny too. My friend informed him that he was going to the meditation retreat centre tomorrow and he will not be attending some classes. The Dean said: "ok, that's good that you are going for meditation retreat, but don't get enlightened, because then you will not talk to us anymore" He was so funny in a way and made some silly jokes with us. He called another teacher of my friend. She liked my friend a lot, because he is nice in her class. My friend told me she even signed the paper to be his dharma-mother during his ordination last month. I said: "wow you are lucky." Then after about an hour, she arrived, tall looking with glasses on, with a Chinese costume on which made me think she had mixed parents (Thai and chinese, but no my friend said, just purely Thai). Okay anyway, she knew this meditation retreat centre and admired very much. She was so kind and she offered my friend the traveling expenses and said: "I am very happy for you". We then said good bye to her and came back to our residence.
I wasn't feeling very good that evening, as I was worrying about my studies in London. I haven't got all the tuition fees yet, not to speak of my accommodation. Anyway I was really down, feeling a bit discouraged in this pursuit of higher studies in the West and I kept saying "why is it so difficult to study there, life is already stressful, and this is making me more stressful, may be I should go to meditation centre and never return to this stupid education. I will be more peaceful there". Anyway, I shared my thoughts with Anna Varney on the IM and she encouraged me as she always did like: "there's time still (couple of months), you need to keep trying in this window of time, thing is not to give up and also to know what is meant to happen will". I guess what is meant to happen will. It was nearly 11 Pm at that time, so being weary and all that I decided to go to bed finally.
Originally posted at: Journal
10:37 AM
It was raining as I took an umbrella and were ready to go to the downtown with my friend Ananda to an Indian market in Bangkok to get an International calling card, as we needed to call overseas to friends and family- the usual card charged a lot, but this International card didn't charge much, so we would prefer rather using the one that is cheaper. Anyway, as we walked down stair, my friend said "may be we wait here a bit and then go when the rain stop, otherwise we are going to get all wet". So we waited till the rain stopped. The bus station was half a mile from the temple. We crossed an over-bridge to reach the station. Bangkok is a big city and very busy. Cars, buses, motor bikes, taxis were running. The road was all wet. Then I sat down there and kept thinking to myself "wow life is so busy, everyone is rushing". My friend was standing for the bus number 80 to come, so we could get in and reach to that Indian market. Many buses passed, still that bus no. 80 haven't arrive. After about 10 minutes my friend said "oh there! it is, come, lets get in". So we got in finally and sat on the seats. One thing good in Bangkok is we monks can travel in the buses free, the fee is not charged, but not in other transportations like taxis and sky-train - it is only in Buses. Anyway, in about 30 minutes we reached that place. It was my first time to visit this Indian market and I was a bit amazed like "ah, this is awesome, in the heart of the city, this crowded Indian market with full of Indian people, stuffs, smells of burning incense, music and so on" I was smiling a bit. Well all that smiling stopped when we found out the shop we supposed to buy the International calling card was closed. Damm! we had to return without it. Then we went to Mahachulalongkorn University (where my friend was studying ) to submit an assignment to the Dean who was a monk. He spoke nice and even offered us drinks. At first my friend was kind of refusing "no Ajan, its ok, you take it". Then he told him: "in Thailand, if someone offers you something you have to take it and don't refuge, because you are getting without much effort. He also said: "sometimes if you request something, people don't give you" He was kind of funny too. My friend informed him that he was going to the meditation retreat centre tomorrow and he will not be attending some classes. The Dean said: "ok, that's good that you are going for meditation retreat, but don't get enlightened, because then you will not talk to us anymore" He was so funny in a way and made some silly jokes with us. He called another teacher of my friend. She liked my friend a lot, because he is nice in her class. My friend told me she even signed the paper to be his dharma-mother during his ordination last month. I said: "wow you are lucky." Then after about an hour, she arrived, tall looking with glasses on, with a Chinese costume on which made me think she had mixed parents (Thai and chinese, but no my friend said, just purely Thai). Okay anyway, she knew this meditation retreat centre and admired very much. She was so kind and she offered my friend the traveling expenses and said: "I am very happy for you". We then said good bye to her and came back to our residence.
I wasn't feeling very good that evening, as I was worrying about my studies in London. I haven't got all the tuition fees yet, not to speak of my accommodation. Anyway I was really down, feeling a bit discouraged in this pursuit of higher studies in the West and I kept saying "why is it so difficult to study there, life is already stressful, and this is making me more stressful, may be I should go to meditation centre and never return to this stupid education. I will be more peaceful there". Anyway, I shared my thoughts with Anna Varney on the IM and she encouraged me as she always did like: "there's time still (couple of months), you need to keep trying in this window of time, thing is not to give up and also to know what is meant to happen will". I guess what is meant to happen will. It was nearly 11 Pm at that time, so being weary and all that I decided to go to bed finally.
Originally posted at: Journal

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