101. A Call of Love

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time our relationship with the World beyond the World is so often forgotten because we think only of ourselves and that prevents us from grasping the whole amazing wonder of it.”
    Aisha clapped her hands together.
    “You are saying exactly what I have always wanted to hear, but I have had no one to talk to about it and the books I have read never explain it clearly.”
    “I know what you are saying, Aisha. I think really everyone has to find out for himself why he is born and where he is going.”
    He realised that this was a subject that had never arisen before between himself and a woman.
    When he was in Tibet, he had talked to the Dalai Lama and the Lamas of the great Monasteries he visited.
    While they devoted their lives to their religion, he came away feeling that it was a cause every man himself had to fight for and it could not, as he put it, be ‘passed over the counter’ to anyone who asked for it. He found to his surprise that Aisha was exceedingly interested in what the Chinese call the World beyond the World .
    She had read many books that he had read himself and quite a number he had not even heard about.
    He had never known, although he had met a lot of women who were religious, a woman who was interested intellectually in the little that was known of the afterlife.
    They talked and even argued with each other as the ship moved across the Mediterranean towards Italy.
    “Do we stop at Rome?” Aisha asked him.
    “I am afraid not, although I would have liked to show you Saint Peter’s. Our next port of call is Naples and then it is full steam ahead to the Suez Canal.”
    “I am longing to see it again,” Aisha said. “But I always feel as if one is sailing on sand and if you see a ship approaching from far away, that is exactly what it looks like because the level of water in the Canal is lower than the land it passes through.”
    Lord Kenington remembered that when in the past he had reached Suez he had always thought thank goodness half his journey was over and it would not be long before he reached his destination.
    But it so interested him to hear what Aisha thought about her travels and he found that practically everything she said was original and different.
    He learnt that she was impressed and influenced by the Greek Gods and Goddesses.
    And she was eager to find out more about those living in the East, who believed so sincerely in the Wheel of Rebirth .
    “Do you really think that when we all die we come back again in another body?” Aisha asked him.
    “As nearly three quarters of the world believes it, it must I feel be a reasonable explanation of why we should strive and struggle to develop our minds. Surely it would be a waste if, when we die, there was nothing more for them than to be buried with us.”
    Aisha responded quickly,
    “Oh, I am sure you are right, it is what I always thought myself. It seems such a sad waste and I am quite prepared to believe that someone as clever as my Papa has lived before. In fact I am sure of it.”
    “What about yourself?” he asked her.
    “I am not certain who I was or what I did, but there are moments when I know what is going to happen next just as though I had seen it all in another life.”
    She spoke in a dreamy way and then she said,
    “I am not making myself very clear, but I hope you understand, my Lord.”
    “Of course I do, Aisha, and I am sure that you must have been someone very bright in your last incarnation, perhaps even a man.”
    Aisha laughed.
    “Now you are being really complimentary and you know as well as I do that no one would expect a woman, who we usually think of as being very silly, to be as clever as you are, even in another life!”
    “I have not for a moment doubted your ability to argue with me and even quite often to be right,” he replied.
    “Now you are conceding quite a lot for the sake of argument, but in your heart of hearts you think you are superior to every woman you have ever met and which of course

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