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Chapter Seventy-One<br />
The Art of Stringing a Sitar<br />
When the retreat season ended, the Buddha returned south. He stopped by the Deer Park in Isipatana, the place he had delivered his first<br />
Dharma talk on the Four Noble Truths thirty-six years earlier. Though it seemed like only yesterday, much had changed since then. Since<br />
the first turning of the wheel of Dharma, the Dharma had been carried throughout all the countries in the Ganga basin. The local people in<br />
Isipatana had built a stupa to commemorate the first turning, and a monastery had been built, where many bhikkhus lived and practiced.<br />
After teaching the Dharma and encouraging the community there, the Buddha departed for Gaya.<br />
He stopped by Uruvela to visit the ancient bodhi tree, which he found more lovely and green than ever. Many huts were now scattered<br />
throughout the forest. King Bimbisara was also planning to build a stupa that would commemorate the spot where the Buddha attained<br />
Awakening. The Buddha stopped to visit the village children. They were no different from the children of years gone by. The buffalo boy<br />
Svasti was now forty-seven years <strong>old</strong> and a respected elder in the sangha. The village children gathered ripe papayas to offer the Buddha.<br />
Every child in the village could recite the three refuges.<br />
From Gaya, the Buddha headed northeast to Rajagaha. As soon as he reached the capital, he headed for Vulture Peak. There he met<br />
Venerable Punna, who t<strong>old</strong> him all about his work to teach the Dharma on Sunaparanta island. Punna had just completed a retreat season<br />
there with several other bhikkhus. The number of people in Sunaparanta who had taken refuge in the Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha had<br />
already risen to five hundred.<br />
Throughout the following days, the Buddha visited the spiritual centers scattered throughout the region. One night while sitting in<br />
meditation at one center, he heard a monk chanting sutras. There was something disturbing about the voice, as though the monk was tired<br />
and discouraged. The Buddha could tell that the monk was encountering difficulties in his practice. The next morning he asked Venerable<br />
Ananda about it and learned that the monk chanting the sutras in the night was Sona. The Buddha remembered meeting Sona several years<br />
before in Savatthi.<br />
Venerable Sona Kulikanna was ordained under the guidance of Venerable Maha Kaccana and studied with him for several years on<br />
Pavatta mountain in the Kururaghara region. Sona was a young man from a wealthy family. He was refined and intelligent but had a frail<br />
constitution. He had to make great efforts to endure the homeless life of a bhikkhu, eating only one meal a day and sleeping beneath the<br />
trees. But his devotion to the practice never wavered. After a year, he was brought by his teacher to meet the Buddha in Savatthi.<br />
That first time in Savatthi, Buddha asked Sona, “Sona, are you enjoying good health? Are you experiencing any difficulties in your<br />
practice, in begging, or in spreading the Dharma?”<br />
Sona answered, “Lord, I am very happy. I am not experiencing any difficulties.”<br />
The Buddha instructed Ananda to prepare a place for Sona to sleep that night in the Buddha’s hut, and so Venerable Ananda placed<br />
another bed there. That night the Buddha sat in meditation outside until three in the morning. Aware of that, Sona was unable to fall asleep.<br />
When the Buddha entered the hut, he asked Sona, “Aren’t you asleep yet?”<br />
“No, Lord, I am still awake.”<br />
“Aren’t you sleepy? Well then, why don’t you recite some gathas you have memorized.”<br />
Venerable Sona recited the sixteen gathas contained in the Sutra on the Full Awareness of Breathing. His voice was as clear as a bell.<br />
He did not stumble over any word or leave any word out. The Buddha praised him,<br />
“You recite most beautifully. How many years has it been since you were ordained?”<br />
“Lord, it has been a little more than a year. I have the experience of only one retreat season.”<br />
That was the first time the Buddha and Sona met. Now, when the Buddha heard Sona’s chanting, he knew that Sona had overexerted<br />
himself. He asked Ananda to accompany him to Sona’s hut. Seeing the Buddha, Sona stood up at once to greet him. Buddha asked both<br />
Sona and Ananda to be seated beside him, and then he asked Sona, “Before you became a monk, you were a musician, were you not?<br />
You specialized in the sixteen- string sitar, didn’t you?”<br />
“Yes, Lord, that is correct.”<br />
The Buddha asked Sona, “If you play the sitar while the strings are slack, what is the result?”<br />
Sona answered, “Lord, if the strings are slack, the sitar will be out of tune.”