The Lost Tome of Nirvana🔊

Once upon a time, in the heartland of Persis, was a kingdom known as Havarsa. It was a land of abundance, where enchanting landscapes met bustling marketplaces. Havarsa was a world of wonders, intriguing in its own right. The kingdom was renowned not only for its wealth and prosperity but for its keepers of knowledge - The Guild of Wisdom.

This prestigious guild comprised wise men and women who devoted their lives to understanding the secrets of the universe. Their dedication bore fruit when they unearthed a mystical and ancient artifact, 'The Lost Tome of Nirvana'. It was believed to grant unparalleled wisdom and eternal peace to whoever deciphered its cryptic engraves.

The ruler of Havarsa, King Byzar, was a man of curiosity and thirst for knowledge. The dawn of every day saw him swimming in scrolls and ancient books, his eager heart devoured words like a bee hankering after nectar. When he learned about the Lost Tome of Nirvana, his curiosity enflamed, he beckoned the guild to present the tome.

The guild complied, bestowing the tome unto the king, who spent days and nights, his eyes glued to the intricate inscriptions, his mind tangled within cryptic conundrums. Unyielding and obstinate, King Byzar was a man on a mission, his mind abuzz with the enticing possibilities of enlightenment that the tome promised.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. The once cheerful and active king grew distant and aloof. His obsession with the tome started affecting his rule. Unattended obligations began to pile, and the prosperity of the kingdom started to dwindle.

Meanwhile, within the margins of society, Dhara, a shepherdess, epitomized humility and wisdom. While others at her age engaged in merry chit-chat, Dhara devoted her time to contemplation, seeking knowledge about the world around her. One day, as news of the king's obsession reached her ears, she became worried about Havarsa.

Dhara mustered up the courage to request a meeting with the king. Walking through the opulent corridors of the royal palace, she finally stood before the haggard and consumed king. She gently pleaded with the king to perform his duties, reassuring him that the essence of Nirvana comes from within one's consciousness and not from an artifact.

Jolted by her perspective, King Byzar understood the wisdom in her counsels. It was a wisdom that seemed to touch a deep chord, a wisdom that seemed to resonate with the silent teachings of the tome. Moved by Dhara's conviction and purity, he shifted his focus back to ruling Havarsa and decided to give the Tome back to the Guild, allowing it to be a symbol of knowledge but not obsession.

The kingdom of Havarsa subsequently flourished under King Byzar's rule, and Dhara was honored with a place within the Guild of Wisdom. The Lost Tome of Nirvana returned to its serene slumber, leaving behind a tale that resonated through the halls of Havarsa's history. The tale served as a wisdom-filled reminder for the townsfolk that Nirvana or enlightenment is not a destination achieved through obsession but a journey through understanding oneself and the world around.

The last word of this tale echoes even today, whispering the wisdom, 'Nirvana is within us, the rest are mere guides'. And so, the Lost Tome of Nirvana receded to the back of Havarsa's ever-evolving narrative, leaving behind a wisdom that has been passed down through generations, like an eternal flame.