فقط دو کلمه

 



در یک معبد ی بسیار سخت گیر بودد. پیرو یک پیمان سکوت،هیچ کس به هیچ وجه اجازه ی حرف زدن نداشت . اما یک استثنا در این قانون وجود داشت . هر ده سال  یک بار رهروان اجازه ی حرف زدن فقط دو کلمه را داشتند. پس از گذشتن نخستین ده سال سکوت در معبد ، یک رهرو نزد رهرو بالاتر خودش رفت و رهروی بالاتر گفت: "ده سالی گذشت خواسته ی تو در دو کلمه چیست؟"
 
رهرو گفت: " رختخواب .. سفت...."
 
رهرو ی بالاتر گفت: " صحیح ،"
 
ده سال بعد، رهرو به دفتر کار رهرو بالاتر رفت و رهروی بالاتر گفت: "بیش از ده سالی گذشت خواسته ی تو در دو کلمه چیست؟"
 
رهرو پاسخ داد:" غذا...بوی گند می دهد...."
 
رهروی بالاتر پاسخ داد: "صحیح،"
 
ده سال دیگر هم گذشت و رهرو بار دیگر نزدرهرو  بالاتر رفت که پرسید: " پس از گذشتن این ده سال دو کلمه ای که می خواهی بگویی چیست؟"
 
رهرو گفت:" من ... ول کردم "
 
رهروی بالاتر پاسخ داد: " من می دانم چرا. شما همیشه شاکی بودی."
 
   
There once was a monastery that was very strict. Following a vow of silence, no one was allowed to speak at all. But there was one exception to this rule. Every ten years, the monks were permitted to speak just two words. After spending his first ten years at the monastery, one monk went to the head monk. "It has been ten years," said the head monk. "What are the two words you would like to speak?"
"Bed... hard..." said the monk.
"I see," replied the head monk.
Ten years later, the monk returned to the head monk's office. "It has been ten more years," said the head monk. "What are the two words you would like to speak?"
"Food... stinks..." said the monk.
"I see," replied the head monk.
Yet another ten years passed and the monk once again met with the head monk who asked, "What are your two words now, after these ten years?"
"I... quit!" said the monk.
"Well, I can see why," replied the head monk. "All you ever do is complain."

 

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پروانه دوشنبه 22 بهمن‌ماه سال 1386 ساعت 17:39

People's reactions to this story:
If all you ever do is complain you can't expect to cross the finish line, you'll convince yourself otherwise first.

"I heard this story, originally, from my father who heard it from a Francisican Abbot. The chuckle it evokes is welcome, of course, but it does beg the question - Why was the monk there in the first place if he refused to let go of physical, mundane and certainly egocentric concerns and not search for universal truth?"

"stop...complaining."

"I believe that we have the choice to either focus on the positive aspects of our lives or dwell of the negatives. He obviously chose the negatives and therefore was not accomplishing much - he was basically wasting his time with negative preoccupations."

"Ha! Ha!"

"The thing that makes it humourous and enjoyable is not the fact that the monk should not have been there in the first place , it's that he stayed thirty years before he left. This makes us realise that if we were in that situation then we would have simply walked out and not have waited another ten years!"

"When eating, eat; when sitting, sit. These are not complaints. They are the moment. It would seem the head monk has no awareness...and talks too much!"

"Enough's enough."

"The head monk is shallow. The monk was enlightened."

"The punchline of this story is certainly very Western. But if you look deeper, it deals with the basis of self deprivation. After thirty years the younger monk had learnt nothing. The head monk was understandably disappointed. And it was about time the younger one left."

"Although he spoke only six words in thirty years, the monk did nothing but complain the whole time - in his head. That's why he had nothing better to say when he had the chance."

"Although the monk only said two words every 10 years, he constantly thought of unimportant things, instead of focusing on what he was being silent for."

"It's just funny............period. Quit analizing and enjoy a moment you people!"

"Thank You"

رضا سه‌شنبه 23 بهمن‌ماه سال 1386 ساعت 02:26 http://man-tanhayi.blogfa.com

سلام
من این داستان رو قبلا خوانده بودم ولی شما زیبا تر بیان کردید

[ بدون نام ] سه‌شنبه 23 بهمن‌ماه سال 1386 ساعت 12:12

shoma hamishe adat darid ke dasta ha roo dast kari konid?

حتما منظورتون از dasta داستان است.
اگر اشکالی در ترجمه می بینید بفرمایید تا اصلاح شود.

پاتوق گورکن ها سه‌شنبه 23 بهمن‌ماه سال 1386 ساعت 17:13

جای سفت .غذای بد . رها کردن.
عجب معمای سختی!
خیلی سخت..سخت تر از جا و غذای بد
در این بیست سال فقط جای خواب و غذا بد بوده و باقی همه چیز در سلوک درست پیش رفته...و هزار چیز دیگر

پروانه سه‌شنبه 23 بهمن‌ماه سال 1386 ساعت 19:25

من یکی از جنبه هایی که نگاه می کردم این بود که مجبور باشی همه ی حرفهای ده سال رو در "دو کلمه " بگی!!!
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شاید این جمله "دو کلام از مادر عروس" یا "دو کلام حرف حساب" ریشه در این داستان ها دارد.

فریدون چهارشنبه 24 بهمن‌ماه سال 1386 ساعت 19:40

فریدون
فقط دو کلمه...
خواندم ... برمیگردم

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