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The next morning, the sun rose golden over the tea fields. Hamuduruwo finally spoke, his voice soft as a breeze: "Child, the Buddha said: 'You yourself must walk the path, but others can show you the way.' You have walked here on your own. That is the first step."

Without a word, the monk shifted aside and patted the mat next to him. Chinthaka sat down. Rain hammered the roof. The candle flame stood still. pansala

One evening, a storm broke. Thunder cracked the sky, and Chinthaka, who was afraid of lightning, ran to the pansala . He found Hamuduruwo sitting alone in the dim dharma hall , a single candle flickering before a statue of the Buddha. The next morning, the sun rose golden over the tea fields