I Can Walk On Water

India is a country teeming with Holy men, Gurus and God Men. It is often fiercely competitive. It also gives good entertainment as God Men engage in miracle battles trying to out do each other to the amusement of local villagers. There are even groups who go to these battles purely to expose the God Men to even greater amusement of the villagers.


One day a Holy man went to visit his friend in his friend's village. He was also a Holy man and they had battled miracles together in their youth. His friend he was visiting though had grown tired of this game many years ago and was now just into enlightenment and meditation. He had another friend in the village whom he often went out with to meditate with in some nice spot away from everyone. One morning all three met up and decided to go out and meditate together.

They walked to just outside the small village and found a good spot next to the small lake. Laying out their meditation mats they sat down to do the work. Before they had hardly begun one stood up saying "I just remembered, I left the pot of stew on the stove, I'd better go back to take it off before it boils dry and burns. I won't be long." He then walks to the lake and to the amazement of his visiting friend walks over the top of it. A few minutes later he walks back from his house over the lake again with hardly a drop of water on him and sits back down to meditate as if nothing unusual has happened.

A couple of minutes later the other Holy man gets up and says "Oh dear, I did not put the washing out as my wife asked me to and she will be at the market all day selling her eggs. I'd better nip back and do it or I'll never hear the end of it. Won't be long." He too proceeds to walk over the water of the lake and twenty minutes later the visiting holy man sees him walk back again over the water, sit down and start to meditate.

The visiting Holy man, not to be out done exclaims "I can do that too. Watch this."

He then walks to the lake, steps onto it and promptly sinks up to his chest. He scrambles out, regains his composure, chants a couple of words, steps onto the lake and sinks up to his chest again.

Three times he does this with the same result while the other two Holy men look on. As he is about to attempt it for the fourth time one of the other Holy men leans over to his friend sitting down and says quietly to him, "Do you think we should tell him about the stepping stones?"