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Master, these foreigners want to meet you. I couldn't stop them.
Outsiders, you don't belong to this place! What are you looking for?
I'm sick, Master. We came from east and it was a long trip. My friend came along with me. We heard you are the only cure for my disease. My vision is getting embarrassed and I can't do my craft anymore.
My people knows since long time that who has problems on short distance sight is a kind of person who only thinks in the future. You never stop to enjoy the present moment, isn't it? You are never satisfied with your current condition. Raya, you must understand things come on its own time and sometimes what you want now is not ready yet.
How does he now your name?!
Raya (on her knees)
Can you cure it, Master? Can you bring my vision back to normal? Am I going to get blind?
Your people told you a half true. I can't cure your disease. I'm not even interested in doing so! I can only help you cure yourself. Chemicals are a cure for everything on your country and you ignore one's self-awareness. How often do you stop to think on yourself? Your body and brain works as whole, nothing happens in your body without the intent and authorization of your brain.
Let's move on, Raya! He is talking non-sense.
No, he is right – she looks up to the Master's face - I do understand you, Master! I can't do what you are asking me. My anxiety doesn't allow me. I'm going to leave without a cure. For the first time I'm not getting what I want in the moment I want. Still, today I've got a good dosage of reality. Thank you!
You got what you need! Kindly follow me.
I don't expect people to change instantly and I never see people assuming its own weaknesses like you did today, Raya. It's respectful. Stop and think of death, everyday. It will help you realize the meaning of life. Now, leave!