Thanks to Ngawang Tobden, you now can see some photos of the sheep that I bought on the kora day with my friends and students, at Swayambhunath. I had no choice but to put them in one of the Star Guesthouse which is still under construction, because I was not able to find any open space where I felt was safe enough for the sheep. If I leave them in the open space, free to run around, some people may have come and caught them, or some nasty dogs would have come and bitten all of them, which indeed happened with one of the poor things.

I was not expecting this dog from Varanasi to kill one of them, but it happened that way. Anyway, please dedicate your prayers to the dead sheep and these poor beings. There are so many sheep, cows and goats waiting to be slaughtered wherever you go right now in Nepal, but we can only help to save so many. Sometimes, their karma is so bad that the owners refuse to sell them to us, because these people don't like the idea of life release.

Well, I will try my best to protect these beings and others that happen to be connected with me, with my limited capacity. When I return to Kathmandu, I hope I will have some time and funds to build a nice garden with high fences for these wonderful animals. I am thinking of saving some pigs also, because the way people are killing pigs is really horrible. They stab the pigs in their hearts, if they are experienced, one stab would kill a pig, if not they have to stab a few times, especially if the knife is not sharp enough. Every time I think about the cruelty of human beings, I have this enormous heartache that doesn't go away for a few days. In one way, some of us human beings keep asking why unfortunate incidents are happening in our lives, but we don't ask why we have become other beings' nightmare.

That night in Thamel, I met a few friends for dinner and tea and I shared a similar experience. One day I was walking on the street and saw from afar a stall owner playing with a huge white tissue or cloth for a long time. He didn't seem to be wiping anything, so I was wondering what kind of interesting trick he was doing, and then I became so curious that I walked to the stall to have a look. It was one of those nightmares that almost caused me an instant heart attack. It was not a white tissue that he was meddling with, it was a duck or a goose that he was trying to kill with a knife, by cutting her throat. But as the knife was not sharp enough, he was just literally "sawing" the neck of the poor animal, while she was struggling alive. I had so much pain in my heart that I felt I was going to black out at that instant. Later on, doctors told me that I might have suffered a minor heart attack.

This is something that I often feel depressed about with the world we live in. Anyway, I don't want to bore you with my sentimental mood. That's all for the time being.