One day when the wolf was patrolling in the jungle, he moved deep into the jungle. Soon he entered the region where he had never been to. As he was moving deeper he heard a monotonous chanting. He got startled. He thought to himself – “There should not be any animal here. The animals are aware that it is a forbidden area. Then who could be here at such broad daylight??” He moved towards the direction of the sound. He got closer to the sound. Every step that he took it seemed that the chanting was cleaning his soul. He soon realized that he wasn’t moving towards the sound rather the sound was pulling him towards it. As he got nearer to the place of chanting he even heard the sound of a fountain. He felt a sensation of divinity and holiness in him. As he pushed himself through the bush, he saw a scene that overtook his imagination. He saw water gushing down the mountain, “Crystal clear water”. It seemed as if they were directly flowing down from the heaven. Near the water body was a huge tree full of fruits and birds chirping around it. Underneath the tree sat a monk dressed in robes, deep into meditation. On seeing the monk the wolf got transfixed in his place. He continued to glare at the monk. It felt like a powerful vibration was flowing out of the body of the
monk and getting dissipated in the nature. The wolf tried hard and got back to his senses. He tiptoed and sat in front of the monk. He saw that the monk was meditating with his eyes closed. He sat there glaring at the marvels of the monk.