The line went around the block, down the street, around the corner and beyond. Everyone wanted to see the recent discovery of the ancient Diamond Buddha statue found in a suitcase buried in someone’s backyard over one hundred years ago. The Buddha Tooth Relic Temple and Museum on South Bridge Road in Singapore had never had this much attention before. The international press set up outside the front of the museum and added to the chaotic over-saturation of public attention. Everyone wanted to know if it is really true that by seeing this statue in one’s life, one could reach Nirvana.
The statue itself is not huge, perhaps four feet tall. It is over seven hundred years old and has been missing from China for more than two hundred and fifty years. Somehow this global treasure ended up buried in a suitcase in a Singapore family’s yard and was uncovered when they wanted to plant a tree. They mystery of this famous statue is one of history’s most provocative tales.
Evidently, the statue was first carved in Burma out of white Jade. Then it went to Sri Lanka where a perfect blue star sapphire stone was inset on the Buddha’s third eye. Eventually Thai pirates stole the star sapphire stone but to no avail; their ship sank during their escape on the high seas. The statue then was bought by a rich Vegan Chinese Buddhist Monk who brought it to Beijing where a blue diamond cabochon from Africa was placed in its third eye. While setting the stone, the statue’s third eye hole was deepened to accommodate the new setting and a rolled-up note was found. It said that this statue must be brought to Vietnam in the year 1750 (of the Western Calendar) to protect the people there from a tidal wave that might occur on the Solar eclipse.
The statue made it to Vietnam and there was no tidal wave, but something else did happen. Everyone who saw the statue there was said to become entirely enlightened and entered Nirvana from simply being in the presence of the statue. Many people were said to also be healed from long term maladies and the statue changed many people’s fortunes. Then one day it disappeared. Folk tales talk of how the statue simply rose into the heavens, but no one can explain how it ended up in Singapore buried in a suitcase.
All eyes are now on this beautiful piece of art with hundreds of news cameras producing live feeds on every network. Outside, it sounds like cars are backfiring, typical of Asia’s unregulated automobile standards. Then it becomes all too clear. About twenty men have shot the armed guards and the police officers. They are rushing into the building through the line of people who have been waiting for many hours and bully their way to the statue.
One thief tries to pick up the statue, but it seems to be attached to its pedestal and the pedestal seems to be attached to the floor. Another member of the art thieves pulls out a long metal crowbar. Still the statue will not budge. Very light explosives are placed under the pedestal but that does nothing. Frustrated by the statue’s lack of desire to cooperate, the thieves leave before more police arrive knowing that their time is limited.
The military and the police show up along with paramedics to tend to the dead and wounded officers. The police try to shut down the exhibit, but the crowd grows angry. So as not to have a riot, at least five times as many police show up with military personnel to protect the exhibit and after the wounded and dead are removed, and the area is washed clean, the exhibit continues. The press is going crazy world wide because of the events that are once again surrounding the statue.
During the confusion, no one noticed, but a young ten-year-old boy walked up to the statue after the thieves had left and stood behind it. He then lifted it above his head as though it was a lite as a feather. It became the photograph of the century with an old man looking under the statue to see if there was a talisman or an inscription under this sacred art.
After the scene calmed down, the old man and the boy walked out of the temple museum together to find themselves encircled by the press who would not let them go until they told them the truth.
“How did you lift the statue that others could not?” fires the press at the young boy.
“I asked Vegan Buddha for help.”
“What is written under the statue?” they then hounded of the old man.
“What word? What word?”