Victory - My prayers for my shakabuku answered.

A friend who was jobless, homeless and into non stop parties and drugs. Homeless because his relatives got tired of his nightlife and after many warnings threw him out. I gave him shelter in my house for few months and helped him a great deal with finances too. I then introduced him to our practice. He attended meetings for a while but then things went downhill. He became so erratic and unstable mentally and I can safely say no one in my life has treated me as badly as he did. Then he vanished. I was left with bad debts which he never paid back. I was jobless too so it was a big loss for me. Financially and mentally.

I had a lot to be angry about and hate him for. But anger and hate are 2 evils which consume a person from inside. Instead I stopped calling and started chanting. I barely heard from him since last November. Until this MARCH. He messaged me on whatsapp. Told me he got a job in Dehradun. Which is what I was chanting for. For him to have a settled life have a job.

BUT

Brace yourselves.

He continued to tell me he has started playing Corporate Cricket. For companies like Indigo and Jubilant. He has been the man of the match for a few matches. And while reading this I was soaking my pillow. With tears. So to give you the background here, in school his 1st love was cricket and he played well and got an opportunity to play at the state level but his father did not let him pursue it. His one passion was buried. A part of him with it.

And it was an overwhelming feeling to know the true strength of my prayers. I was just praying for a settled regular life with a regular job for him. Instead HE FOUND TRUE HAPPINESS. This guy who was so lost. Whose family and relatives gave up on him. Who became so evil to me. He was now a happy cricketer. Something neither him nor me nor anyone else would have imagined in our wildest thoughts last year. My prayers surpassed my expectations. I now feel the true strength of "practice for others."

My shaka buku found true happiness.

I now feel that a shaka buku is nothing less than having a baby. You introduce them like a child  to the practice and nurture them towards enlightenment. Then as time goes on and they come into the teen phase of the practice when devils attack and they give in and let go. But like a mother I wont give up and chant for them until they grow up and find TRUE happiness and one day come back to this practice.


I love my practice.