The Funeral Driver

By Admin on 24-06-2017

A passenger in a taxi leaned over to ask the driver a question. He gently tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. The driver screamed, lost control of the cab, nearly slipped off the road and stopped just inches from falling into a pit aside. For a few moments everything was silent in the cab.

Then, the still shaking driver said, “Are you OK?  I’m so sorry, but you scared the daylights out of me.”
The badly shaken passenger apologized to the driver and said he didn’t realize that a mere tap on the shoulder would startle the driver so badly.

The driver replied,

“No, no, I’m the one who is sorry; it’s entirely my fault. Today is my very first day driving a cab.

I’ve been driving a hearse (vehicles used for carrying the dead bodies for funeral) for the past 25 years.”

Only very few moments in our life is spent in the experience of the present. Not only our thinking but also our doing are conditioned – fully conditioned.

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