PrEm Ji

AKELAMA (Short story)

 

AKELDAMA

Gautama Buddha  stood near the corpse of Judas Iscariot.

Hot blood was still gushing out from his broken skull. The potter’s field remained like a red painting made of blood and his bowels, gushed out, looked like mating pythons.

‘One-day, this place will be known as Akeldama... the field of blood’; Gautama told himself and sank into deep meditation.

Jesus was sitting beside him in tears when he opened his eyes...

‘Why do you cry?’

‘Sacrifice recognizes sacrifice,’ replied Jesus.

Buddha smiled and that smile got transferred to Jesus, for true smile is made of sacrifice!

 

Premji

  • Author: PrEmJi PrEmJi (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 10th, 2021 11:55
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  • Paul Bell

    It sure wasn't a good investment in that field for poor Judas. Still, a smile is a smile.

  • L. B. Mek

    what vivid imagery
    and how entertainingly
    you worded this succinct parable,
    I like the idea of our deities
    getting along, while we
    kill each other in their name,
    just goes to show
    if people aren't willing to heed
    even the efforts of martyrs
    be they deity or flesh
    are deemed: obsolete...
    a wonderful read, thanks for sharing

    • PrEm Ji

      Thank you so much....



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