With The Samanas

Siddhartha_Gautama_meditating.pngGetting Started

I gave up coffee because I drink coffee everyday in the morning. I drink it so that I don't get tired during the day in school. During the first few days, I thought I could make it because it was only one cup of coffee each day for six days that I was giving up. I thought that the first few days of being deprived was alright and bearable. Just like Siddhartha, I had a goal of giving up a something; however, Siddhartha had the goal of becoming "empty of thirst, desire, dreams, pleasure, and sorrow" (Hesse 14). The desire that I gave up was coffee, but the single thing that Siddhartha gave up was his Self, which was basically everything.
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It was after the first few days that depriving myself was much harder. I was tempted to drink it even though I knew I shouldn't. I thought that if I lasted the first few days, I would be able to last another three. Of course, I still wanted my coffee but I thought that it was possible to live without it for a few more days. Siddhartha "fasted twenty-eight days," (28) until he couldn't feel pain anymore, which was way more extreme then just the four days I didn't drink coffee so far.

By the End

By the last day of not drinking coffee, I failed. On the sixth day, I felt as if I absolutely had to drink my coffee because of PSATs. If I went to school sleepy, then I would not be able to concentrate well, but I actually did not drink it in the morning. It was after school when I came home that I drank my coffee. I stopped by Starbucks and bought myself an Iced White Mocha because I could not even last the last day, or even, the last few days. Siddhartha, on the other hand, "through pain" (15), traveled along the path of self denial through "hunger, thirst, and fatigue" (15), which I had failed to do. I don't think that I would be able to do this again later because it was so hard to give up a simple cup of coffee for six days. I cannot imagine how Siddhartha even managed to give his Self up for a long time. I think that this project of giving up something really showed how impressive and insane Siddhartha was in managing to lay all of his temptations aside.


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Siddhartha becomes awakened to the world around him after leaving the Samanas and Gotama (the Buddha). He sees "the world for the first time. The world was beautiful strange and mysterious. Here was blue, here was yellow, here was green, sky and river, woods and mountains, all beautiful, all mysterious and enchanting, and in the midst of it, he, Siddhartha, the awakened one, on the way to himself. All this, all this yellow and blue, river and wood, passed for the first time across Siddhartha's eyes. It was no longer the magic of Mara, it was no more the veil of Maya, it was no longer meaningless and the chance diversities of the appearances of the world, despised by deep-thinking Brahmins, who scorned diversity, who sought unity. River was river, and if the One and Divine in Siddhartha secretly lived in blue and river, it was just the divine art and intention that there should be yellow and blue, there sky and wood -- and here Siddhartha. Meaning and reality were not hidden somewhere behind things, they were in them, in all of them" (39).


My drawing is of Siddhartha, the sillhouette, walking down a path of Enlightenment. He is walking down the path with blue, yellow, and green. There are trees, mountains that are "all beautiful, all mysterious and enchanting" (39). The path behind him is dark, and the path in front of him is colorful and beautiful, signifying that Siddhartha is learning more throughout his journey of Awakening. Siddhartha keeps moving forward only and never looks back because he learns new things everyday.


external image UmraoJaanAishwarya.jpgName: Kamala

Location: The Pleasure Grove (52)

Eyes: Dark Brown

Hair: Dark Brown hair

About Me: I am "bright, very sweet...clever and observant," and I have "black hair...a very clever face, a bright red mouth like a freshly cut fig, artful eyebrows painted in a high arch, dark eyes...and a clear slender neck" above my "green and gold crown (51). I am the most beautiful woman you will ever meet.

Hobbies/Profession: I am a "well-known courtesan" (52). I love to walk around in the city in my freetime and enjoy the nature.

Looking for: " He must have clothes, fine clothes, and shoes, fine shoes, and plenty of money in his purse and presents" for me (54). He must be patient and respectful towards me, as I will be the same.


SCAN0118edited.jpgMy Daily Life

1. Wake up
2. Catch the school bus
3. Go to school
4. Get home from school
5. Go for a run
6. Take a shower
7. Eat
8. Do homework
9. Go to sleep


"The years passed by. Enveloped by comfortable circumstances, Siddhartha hardly noticed their passing. He had become rich. He had long possessed a house of his own and his own servants, and a garden at the outskirts of town, by the river. People liked him; they came to him if they wanted money or advice" (75).


My daily routine is pretty typical. I wake up around 7:30am and catch the school bus. Then I have seven hours of school which goes by so slowly. When I get home, I usually go for a short run and then take a steaming hot shower. I always get hungry after my run, so I eat dinner. Next, I start my homework around 6 or 7 (after I finish my dinner) and also study if I have a test the next day. This mostly takes a really long time so I don't get to sleep until around 12 or later. While I am having the same old routine every single day for the most part, Siddhartha, on the other hand, thought of ways to improve his lifestyle everyday. "His life was always directed by the art of thinking, waiting and fasting (75)." After reading about his ways of life, I feel like I should change also, to improve my routines.

By the River

Song: By the River


In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be lookin' for something
Something sacred i lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross
even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I've been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I've been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I'd never lose
Something somebody stole
I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I've been looking for


"Siddhartha wandered into the forest...He was full of enniu, full of misery, full of death; there was nothing left in the world that could attract him, that could give him pleasure and solace (87)"


Siddhartha was still deeply entangle in Samsara. So, he was looking for something important--he was searching for Enlightenment. In the song, the artist is looking for something sacred that he lost, while in Siddhartha is looking for his path to Enlightenment.

Song: Cry Me a River


You were my sun
You were my earth
So you took a chance
Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn
To cry, cry me a river
All of these things people told me
Keep messing with my head
You should've picked honesty
Then you may not have blown it
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone
Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn
To cry, cry me a river
The damage is done
So I guess I be leaving


"Why should he go any further, where, and for what purpose? There was no more purpose; there was nothing more than a deep, painful longing to sake off this whole confused dream, to spit out this stale wine, to make an end of this bitter, painful life (88)."


Siddhartha wants to give up on his search for Enlightenment, but he doesn't. In the song, the artist feels alone and feels pain just like Siddhartha does. They both seem like they do not want to go further to reach their goal. Both people want to give up on their path and speak pessimistically.

Song: The River


I come from down in the valley where mister when you're young
We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we'd ride
That night we went down to the river
On down to the river we did ride
Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse that sends me
Down to the river though I know the river is dry
Down to the river, my baby and i
Oh down to the river we ride


"What a wonderful sleep it had been! Never had a sleep so refreshed him, so renewed him, so rejuvenated him! Perhaps he had really died, perhaps he had been drowned and was reborn in another form (91).


Siddhartha sleeps by the river and refreshes himself by the time he wakes up. The artist from song is also riding along the river, thinking of his memories. They are both in deep thought about their memories.