A man once asked Brahma, 'Bramha, please tell me how to find the light that you carry so bright?'
Bramha softly looked at the man, reaching in his pouch, pulling out a wooden matchstick. He then placed the matchstick into the man's breast pocket.
Putting his hand over the man's pocket, he leaned forward and whispered, 'Now my child, all you need to do is light the match, with no hands and in the dark, and then you will have found the light in which you speak.'
The man paused an eternities breath, while his heart skipped more than one beat, now knowing where the light was that he had been so desperately seeking. .... ..
