...like some gravitational force, his soul was pulling him to discover some higher purpose in life.
He gave up his comforting lifestyle and started to walk. He walked and walked continuously for days & nights.
One day he reached at a countryside beach and sat over the hot sand and expected the water to settle down, so he could walk across the sea.
His wait had patience more than a continuously moving wave. It past years, but the sea did not settled, as per his expectations.
His body thinned out and he spent most of his lifetime just by drinking seawater, hearing the sound of waves, waiting for sea to settle down and thinking about his higher purpose.
He died one evening while having eye contact with the sea. Water escorted his body to its depth, like it took his body into its arms.
After few moons past, He was re- born in the house of a monk, which was situated near the sea, and his spiritual journey started!