Buddha gets puzzled at the accusation made by an old
lady. She accuses- Your claim self above the desire is
hollow. Your hands are not clean. Your mind lacks clarity.
Buddha claims - ,Mata! I have no desire. I have left family,
I have left the palace. I don't even store my next meal. I always
think for humankind. How can you accuse this way? How can you
question my integrity, Mata?
The old lady retorts - Your desire of Nirvana is a great desire.
You can't remove sorrows in this country by preaching inaction.
You yourself have not taken up your responsibility, Lord Buddha!
Ruining the country by showcasing inaction for Nirvana is your sin -
Lord Buddha! She walks away with a curse on her lips. Buddha looks
with profound bewilderment in his eyes.
I work for my country, I think for commoners. I have not stashed away
fortune. My hands are clean. I have no desire. Where is my wrong?
Someone whispers from other side of the bed -
it's your desire for the History!