Ayubowan Srilanka Part-2

Monks' residence area

My time in Na Uyana Monastery was something I longed for ages. Everything was so interesting. The way monks wear the robes and have food and everything else...
Break Fast bell went off at 5.30 AM, and to my utter surprise, 30 people were holding 30 different dishes to serve with high reverence and devotion. Felt like crying when I sat with the bowl full of food, remembering how heart fully those people had served me. I could not finish the whole food and closed my eyes, sought apologies from the people who had served the food, and threw them in the bin.

I went to the meditation hall and sat down in one corner. It was so inspiring to sit with the people in orange robes. The lunch bell went off at 09.30. This time, I took very little food as I was not hungry in such a short time. Remembering that there won't be food for the remaining day made me eat.

It was so inspiring to listen to the stories of the monks. I found a monk who has worked for the same company as I worked back in Delhi, India, eight years ago. He dreamed of marrying a Japanese girl or else becoming a monk. Why a Japanese girl? Asked I. He told me that he liked Japanese culture and music so much. He told me that he even thought of settling in Japan. How silly I was. He reflects now.

Another young monk says that he was in a six-year-long relationship and realized this was not for him and renounced the architect job and the girl to take up the path of orange brick road. He mentioned that he found the real meaning of life here in meditation in the jungle. Every story is an inspiration.

As everything comes to an end, so does my Srilankan trip. It was just a six days trip.

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