Two wise men were living in a town. The small wise man wanted to see the old wise man and the townspeople came to know that he was going to his house. The old wise man entered the open house of the wise man. The wind slammed the door.The eyes of the villagers looked through the window. The burning lamp and the worn book were visible in the eyes of the little wise man, who was sitting cross-legged on the armless chair, and his raised eyebrow was raisedSeeing this, the old wise man looked in the direction of the little wise man, whose legs were lying on the bed of Tirumal on the sagging bed. Unexpectedly, the young man stood up and noticed. Only the burnt earthen oven and the overturned kalyam were visibleThe little man's mouth fell to one side without realizing it. Suddenly the old sage sat down on the floor. Unexpectedly, the little man turned around and came to the door. The old wise man got up suddenly to open the door and turned towards the light.The door closed on its own without any wind, the windows widened, the eyes bulging, the foot debating through its mouth, alternating between answers to the question, "Who's crazy?"
It was going in the same direction.
Only later did we know that the villagers were talking about the small sage having left the village.
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