{"collection":"Khuddaka Nikaya","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/suttacentral_thig6.1/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/suttacentral_thig6.1","id":"suttacentral_thig6.1","license":"CC0","rights_basis":"suttacentral_bilara_data_cc0","source":"suttacentral","source_url":"https://suttacentral.net/thig6.1/en/sujato","summary":null,"tags":["Early Buddhist Texts","Khuddaka Nikaya"],"text":"\u201cOne whose path you do not know, not whence they came nor where they went; though they came from who knows where, you mourn that being, crying, \u2018Oh my son!\u2019 But one whose path you do know, whence they came or where they went; that one you do not lament\u2014 such is the nature of living creatures. Unasked he came, he left without leave. He must have come from somewhere, and stayed who knows how many days. He left from here by one road, he will go from there by another. Departing with the form of a human, he will go on transmigrating. As he came, so he went: why weep over that?\u201d \u201cOh! For you have plucked the arrow from me, so hard to see, stuck in the heart. You\u2019ve swept away the grief for my son, in which I once was mired. Today I\u2019ve plucked the arrow, I\u2019m hungerless, quenched. I go for refuge to that sage, the Buddha, to his teaching, and to the Sa\u1e45gha.\u201d That is how five hundred nuns declared their enlightenment.","title":"Five Hundred Students of Pa\u1e6d\u0101c\u0101r\u0101","tradition":"Khuddaka Nikaya","translated_text":null,"word_count":177}