THE EASTER BUNNY, OR THE EASTERN BUNNY?
This Post was published by me on 19th
April, 2014... It’s the Easter eve.
Presently, I am in the process of putting
together many of my Blog posts into ten beautifully-designed books. They will
be released over the next two years, starting from this June.
This Post will be included in one of the ten
books... for its innocence and timelessness...
Allow me to repost this enchanting tale..
19 April 2014
“Sir,
I like Easter Eggs,” a ten-year-old said to me with excitement, “The neighbour
aunty gives us every year.”
Then,
he asked me, “Sir, you like Easter Eggs?”
“Oh
yes, dear, I like them,” I caressed the little head, “Easter Bunny brings them
to us, every year.”
“Who
is Easter Bunny, Sir?”, the little fellow asked me.
“The
good Rabbit, who comes, every Easter, from the faraway land, carrying those colourful
eggs in his basket for all of us,” I narrated to my little friend. I added,
“Just as Santa Claus, who comes every Christmas carrying gifts for you kids.”
The
little one thought for a while, and, then, said in even more excitement, “Sir, is
he the same good rabbit who lives inside the Moon?”
Now,
I knew, that the Rabbit, who lived inside the Moon, and the Bunny, who came
with Easter Eggs in his basket, were both legends... just as Santa was. They, always, fired our
imagination... and, we all accepted the legends without questioning them...
Because, they were something nice, something that made all of us happy, excited
and even hopeful... So, I replied to my little friend, “Yes dear... He is the
same good rabbit.”
“Do
you know the story of the Rabbit who lives inside the Moon?” I asked my little
friend.
“Yes
Sir, our school teacher has told us the story.”
“Can
you tell me that story?”
“Sure.”
THE EASTERN BUNNY
“One
full-moon night, a monkey, an otter, a jackal and a rabbit decided to do
something nice to please God. So, when a hungry old man came to them begging
for food, the monkey plucked some sweet fruits from a nearby tree, and the otter
picked some fresh fish and gave them to the hungry old man to eat... The
jackal, as usual, cheated: he stole a pot of curd-milk and offered it to the old
man. The rabbit only ate grass. How could he give grass to the hungry old man to
eat? He felt sad about it. So, he decided to offer himself to the poor man.
Immediately, he jumped into the fire the old man had made to keep himself warm
on that cold full-moon night.”
“Rabbit
was burnt?” I asked curiously.
“No,
no... He was not burnt,” my little friend explained to me, “Because, the hungry
old man was God.”
“So,
what happened then?” I asked.
“God
was very happy with what the rabbit did. He, immediately, drew the image of
this good rabbit on the Moon, so that all people in this world could remember
his noble act,” I was told.
“Yes
dear, it is the same rabbit — the good Bunny — who comes from the Moon, every
Easter morning, carrying for us those lovely eggs in his basket,” I hatched my
own Easter-egg story...
So
what if the story was cooked-up? My little friend was happy, I was happy... The
Bunny was happy... And God?
Be
good like the Bunny. God will bless you for your goodness. There is new life —
a beautiful promise — hidden in each Easter Egg... When it comes out, you will
find only the empty shell left behind...
Just
as the risen Jesus’ empty tomb!
A
Happy Easter all... Love and peace.
GERALD D’CUNHA
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