It was her dream to go to the Buddha point before she died. She wanted to offer her last prayers to the mighty and die in peace. But in her four years’ stay in Thimphu, she could not visit there. She had asked her sons several times to take her to the place but they never catered to her wish. They were busy with their works. She was too old to walk. To go by vehicle, she had no money.
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The morning she wakes up, she would see from her window, the 169-feet mighty Buddha sitting in serenity. But she had never been the lucky one to be at His feet once. Tired of requesting her sons, she had remained silent with her hopes destroyed.
On our way to the Buddha point, we met her and chose to take her along with us. She was overjoyed. She knew her wishes were fulfilling. But she hesitated to join us. She said she had no money to pay to Taxi. I said I would sponsor her and took her with us.
Deep in prayers, she prostrated to the Buddha several times. She mumbled prayers for a long time with her eyes closed. We shared our lunch and Ara with her. She was very happy. And with much satisfaction, we returned home in the evening. I dropped her till the door by a Taxi. She was gratified.
The next day, unexpectedly she had walked to my home. I had just returned from my office. And there she was waiting to tell me that she had chanted 10,000 Baza Guru for me for having taken her to the Buddha point.
“I have no money to pay you but returned in prayers” she said.
I thanked her for her blessings.