Rewriting the Buddha

He felt the pride of a young father. The next time he did so, he began to muse about the walls of the castle grounds and what lay beyond them. It was only then that he realised he had never been beyond those walls. He went to see his parents. Why have I not been on any of those? Why do you want to go outside?

It was agreed that the prince could go outside with his old tutor, and they got into the carriage together. So, within quite a short time they were clopping through cobbled streets. The prince looked out of the windows and gazed at everything. He saw rows of severe houses built from grey stone. He saw stray dogs and cats. He saw workmen tramping to and fro. He saw traders hawking their wares. He saw prostitutes sitting on doorsteps with too much make-up and half-unlaced bodices. He saw beggars with hollow cheeks and missing limbs. He saw a starving child who had died in the hands of her frantic, emaciated young mother.

He saw ladies and gentlemen in fine clothes picking their way superciliously through this chaos. Wait here and I will come back when I am ready. The prince picked his way over unfamiliar cobblestones, marvelling at everyone and everything he saw. The Prince turned to her: Have you no better way to earn your living? But do take kind pity on me sir, and I can make it worth your while in pleasure.

He looked round and found some ragamuffin boys scuttling away at the end of the street. Still, he was not distressed.

He had never known lack of money to be a problem. A little further on, he again came across the emaciated young mother carrying a dead child. She sat on a doorstep, lost in depression. You look both rich and kind. Perhaps you can sell it. I know what it is like to be wronged by a man, sir.

I have to look for something better — something better than a comfortable life in the castle with her. Something that addresses all this. She lives in a castle and is the daughter-in-law of a king. The young woman looked at him wide-eyed, as though she was unable to decide whether to believe him or not. The Prince forced the ring into her hand and turned away. After that he wandered aimlessly through the filthy streets, his mind in turmoil.

Did he really mean what he had just said? Why had he said it? Then he realised that finding answers was far more important to him than obeying his parents or feeling comfortable and secure. He would have to endure discomfort and insecurity and find out what that was like. He felt secure about his wife and child. He had no duty to provide for them that would not readily be fulfilled by others. He felt sure that he could come back to his wife in future, and they would pick up their loving relationship where they had left off.

He never returned to where the coach was waiting. After several hours they returned to the castle and raised the alarm. Dozens of servants were dispatched to scour the town.

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But they were too late. They never found him. Several months later, a thin-looking young man, dressed in rags, appeared at the door of the Bishop. The Bishop was a great scholar, a great theologian and a well-known churchman of his time. The young man in rags rang the front-door bell, and the butler answered. Please could I speak to the bishop?

The butler was taken aback. This was just not how homeless beggars spoke or behaved in his experience. After some muttering, he went to the Bishop and explained the situation. The Bishop told him to show the young man in. They then had a long conversation. The Prince was completely frank about his background, and about why he had left home and resigned his royal status. Please will you instruct me? The Hands of the Buddha. The Buddha's Three Jewels.

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