The Magic Rain Box

The Big Mysteries of Life: Part 3

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“Daddi, we need to talk about boxes. Why are humans so obsessed with them?”

Boxes?

“Yes, Daddi, boxes like the magic rain box in your bathroom.”

“The shower?”

“That’s right, Daddi – the big box with windows on all sides.”

“What do you want to know about the shower, Rinpoche?”

“I don’t understand why you try to drown yourself in the magic rain box every day, Daddi.”

“I’m not trying to drown myself in the shower, Rinpoche. I’m washing.”

“You should rather use your tongue to wash yourself, Daddi. It’s much easier. Besides you yowl like a sick cat whenever you use the magic rain box. And I can’t say I blame you. I would hate being attacked by water.”

“I don’t ‘yowl’ in the shower, Rinpoche. I sing because the warm water makes me feel happy and relaxed.”

“Daddi, you have a funny way of showing happiness. Mummi says you sound like you have bad tummy ache when you yowl like that.”

“Rinpoche, I’m afraid that you and I will have to continue this conversation when I get home tonight. I’m already late for work.”

“That’s another mystery that I don’t understand, Daddi. You always complain about the place you call Work. If you dislike it so much, why do you keep going there every day? Wouldn’t you enjoy yourself far more if you stayed at home with Mummi and me?”

“Believe me, Rinpoche, that thought has often occurred to me.”

“Good! Then just do it, Daddi! You and I can go to the kitchen now and have a nice little snack and then chat some more about boxes.” 

– to be continued –

(Read Part 2 here)

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