A story about Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama
what i can say about the most spiritual person i had hear about him and it was one of my dream in life that i go to tibet so one day her in 43pepole whn i write (write a book )
whn i see that old man in china and that story whn i finsh from china i go to tibet i go up in the mountain and i go to the big monastery wher all the mysticism and the mystery of mythology
and to see the holy man who manage this magical word i am hopefull to see the teacher-the holy man – the hmble – i am hopefull to see the 14th dalai lama
and i hear ther that he can speak-write- read miny language just i like to see if is fictitious person or object i want to see if is mythical or
truth all the time whn i was in that place i hear mass or some kind of music and i turn evry wher i look her and ther and i cant pelieve ther is nothing no musical no pepole make that music no pepole make that oooommmmmm
is something like magic and i say whn i see the teacher i will ask him however one day they say if you go wth us you will see dalai lama whn he teach in the monastery and i go wth them i hear his voice but i dont see him and whn i try to go more to the biginning of all the pepole but he was just finsh and the manks scond to me was lookin down and whout he look to me say smile the teacher pass but this moment i smell a very nice smell somthing like nice perfume i nevr smell something like that in all my life and i feel that some hand is in my hand and i smell that perfume more in my nose is unbelievable till
this time whn i write that after all this year i still smell this perfume
any time i just remember that i smell this perfume like it was pefor a second after whn i see evry body go to leve some one seat down and some one go and some of my friend we can say they come and tall me antonis we go and the manks whn he tall me to smil he tallk to my friend and we go but my friend was happy and he say you know that you are the only one today whn the dalai lama take his hand and the manks scond to you say that you are very good person and lucky too but i tall him about what happind and how i dont see the dalai lama just i smell that perfume and i feel his hand and also i forget to say that i see only light but i dont see him and my friend say dont worry one day if you stay more wth us you will see him and that is my story wth the most spiritual man i have hear about him just i see lghit and i smell this perfume and i feel his hand in my hand nothing more about that i writ that( i want to met this person ) and that is truth i dont see him how and why i nevr know and i leve from tibet after around one month evry day i go around wth the other monks but i tall them my story and all they say dont worry one day you will see him and you will have good remember wth 14dalai lama but igo and still like to see him rely i still smell that perfme and i feel his hand

