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The other monks were curious about the beaming face of the young monk Candasaro as he ate his midday meal. They asked him, "Candasaro, why are you smiling while you are having your lunch? To whom are you smiling, brother?" "No one," he replied. "I'm not smiling at anyone. I'm just thinking of the greatness of Lord Buddha, and I can't avoid smiling with delight." "Then you brother, could never be accused of being a wastrel", the other monks observed. "Even as you are eating your midday meal, you are still recollecting the virtues of the Buddha. If Lord Buddha were alive today, He would certainly praise you as a worthy one among his blameless disciples!" Throughout that day he remained in bliss because of the bright clear sphere of Dhamma firmly established inside his body. After his meal he rested briefly, then made the intention to meditate with utmost dedication. That evening he was again prepared to meditate with every fibre of his being. He made this resolution: "Whatever happens, if I cannot attain even a small part of the Truth which the Lord Buddha knew, I will sit to the death. If I die, my actions will be a model of goodness for monks and Buddhists of later generations. This will be my virtue, if I should die." That afternoon after hearing the recital of the Patimokkha in the temple along with his brethren, he was extremely happy, knowing that he had repented of all his transgressions of minor monastic rules. His mind was at ease with the rectitude of his conduct. Later that afternoon it rained heavily, beating down