Before Sunset

He said, БЂњThis is a profound day for us, master. We will never forget it.БЂ«БЂњEvery day is like this,БЂ«Buddha replied. БЂњYouБЂ™ll see.БЂ«Now they arrived at the thick of the fray where Suddhodana, against the earnest entreaties of his officers, was standing in his stirrups and screaming. БЂњCome face me, coward! I am one old man, but you wonБЂ™t walk away alive.БЂ«From the opposing ranks came a stir, then a single horseman rode out into the space between the two armies. It was Devadatta, fully armored with upraised sword. БЂњI would gladly kill you, old fool,БЂ«he shouted. БЂњBut half your army follows me already. Surrender or watch your men be killed before sunset.БЂ«БЂњWho is he?БЂ«asked Assaji. БЂњI could give you many answers. My cousin. A lost soul. A man trapped in a nightmare,БЂ«said Buddha. БЂњBut the truth is that he is an aspect of me.БЂ«Raising his voice, Buddha called, БЂњDevadatta!БЂ«His cousin looked his way, but instead of registering surprise he laughed harshly. БЂњCome to see your last hope die?БЂ«he cried ...»