About twenty-five hundred years ago, in the Himalayan foothills of present-day Nepal, there lived in a great palace a king who was going to have son. For this son the king had a particularly grand idea: he would make the child's life perfect. The child would never know a moment of suffering every need, every desire, would be accounted for at all times.
The king built up high walls around the palace that prevented the prince from knowing the outside world. He spoiled the child, lavishing him with food and gifts surrounding with servants who catered to his every whim.And just as planned, the child grew up ignorant of the routine cruelties of human existence.
All of the prince's childhood went on like this. But despite the endless luxury and opulence, the prince became kind of a pissed off young man. Soon, every experience felt empty and valueless. The problem was that no matter what his father gave him, it never seems enough, never meant anything
So late one night, the prince snuck out of the palace to see what was beyond its walls. He had a servant drive him through the local village, end what he saw horrified him. For the first time in his life , the prince saw human suffering. He saw sick people, old people,homeless people in pain even people dying.
the prince returned to the palace and found himself in some sort of existential crisis. Not knowing how to process what he'd seen, he got all emo about everything and complained a lot. And, as is so typical of young men, the prince ended up blaming his father for very things his father had tried to do for him. It was the riches, the prince thought that had made him so miserable, that had made life seem so meaningless. He decided to run away............................
TO BE CONTINUED....
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