There’s a tale about a Master and a Student. It
was told by an Indian Brahmin who likes
interpreting the scriptures in his own modern
way. In fact, if you know a more correct
version of this tale, I’d be happy to hear it.
Anyway. So, one day there was a Master and
his disciple. In India,, teachers are given very
high respect. People believe that they can
reach the Truth by serving their Masters, being
in their presence.
Our disciple was very hard-working, very loyal,
and very sincere. Every day he prayed to Lord
Shiva asking to give him the Ultimate
Knowledge. And in his prayers he always
remembered his Master and thanked life for
being around him.
One night the student woke up and saw that
the Master was away. The following night - the
same.
The disciple started worrying about his
teacher. So, in the evening, he secretly
followed his Guru and saw that he went to a
bar.