The Son
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- I'm going to steal fruits from Vasudeva
- Siddhartha I'm worried about your son, I have questioned the river over this so many times but it only laughs at me.
- I'm still trying, I shall capture his heart with love and patience. One day the river will speak to him too, you'll see. He also has a vocation
- But O Siddhartha, don't you think you're mistaken in thinking that you are not pressuring him? Are you not tying him to you with your love?
- What should I do?
- Take him to his mother's house, there are servants there. If not leave him with a teacher, so he can enter his own world
- Thank you Vasudeva
- I cannot do what Vasudera tells me, I love my son too much to let him go, I'm unable to give up on my son. I am lost through love, I am renewed and richer because of my love for him. This is samara.
- Son can you please gather some brushwood
- GO GET YOUR OWN BRUSHWOOD! I AM NOT YOUR SERVANT! YOU WANT ME TO BECOME JUST LIKE YOU, BUT I PREFER TO BECOME A ROBBER AND MURDERER RATHER THAN BECOME LIKE YOU!
- Days after
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