my mom woke me up in the morning to visit some exhibition about those buddhas ashes my father introduce. i was so annoyed as i was having a beauty sleep just to see some ashes that once belongs to some great monks. i mean, what i so intresting about ashes they more or less looks like dust we seen everyday and now. but i was definatly wrong. i wont said is son intresting but is something diffrent than usual.

actually they didnt have an exhibition for ashes but for a pearl like crystal called rempis or somesort that was found on many great buddhist monks when thier body is burn into ashes. i didnt rely belive at first, well actually is still hard to belif, but lots of story there were told that which pearls belong to which monks. they said that only the very great monk like the shykamuni aka. prince siddharta aka. the buddha can possesed these exdraodinary ermm.. i dun rely knoe whut proper english would be use but that is not the story. anyway, after the tour around the glass cases with the pearls, i was said to kneel down infront of a monk and closs my my eyes with my palm closed together. the monk then placed somesort of thing with shyakamuni's pearls ini it and place it on to my head and then he read out some mantra or charm which took only about a minitue or less.

then we went bak to the car and i started to read those buddhistm magazine since i got nothing to do. i was quite boring at the first few pages but whut ghrabbed my eyes was an article about kuan yin. well, i dun thinkl u will b intrested in it and im not that free to write it out as well. :P gtg. byebye