A wise story

The Buddha, the great sage, walked one day on the way to some village. He wore a rod and a jar of jeans, and his clothing was a wardrobe.

A group of raucous village boys came across the road. When they saw the exorcists, they planned to arrange for themselves a party. He surrounded him and began to worship with curses and ugly words. They mocked his clothes, what he was a boss, and what was a beggar. They called out the most affirmative names for such kind of people.

The Buddha did not worry at all. With a smile, he listened to the bouts of spite on his account. He leaned against one stone, and seemed to enjoy the show. This was even more frightening than the young men. The poison of all possible insults was pouring on him. The Buddha did not answer the words. He sat down on the stone, and he smiled quietly.

After a while, the young men are tired. They consumed all the stock of ugly words. They shut up. They watched Bud, waiting for him to say something. He asked them: “Have you satisfied? Did your insult bring me pleasure? If it is, then I am also satisfied.” “The scammers were confused. They were expecting everything else except such a position. They wanted to make a mistake from the Buddha in a word of attack or at least a defense.” He asked, “What, do not you feel ridiculed, hit, populated? Did not they bother you and did not offend you in the last half an hour?” “I will explain why you did not offend me” – Buddha will calmly. “But first answer me the question: what is the letter that is sent to a particular person, and that person does not want to receive it?” “How, what is it?” – burning young men. “The letter returns to the one who sent it.” “Someone has brought a gift to a certain person, but the gift has been fixed by the person concerned. Tell me, what is with the gift, which person refuses to receive?” – continued the Buddha. “Dumb questions!” – Young men were upset. “In this case, the gift remains to the donor, to whom else?” “In the same way, it is with the words that someone sends you, and you do not receive them: they are returned to the sender. I did not accept your words, because they came back for you.”