A man is driving down the road and
breaks down near a
monastery. He goes to the monastery,
knocks on the door,
and says, "My car broke down. Do
you think I could stay
the night?"
The monks graciously accept him,
feed him dinner, even fix
his car. As the man tries to fall
asleep, he hears a
strange
sound. The next morning, he asks
the monks what the sound
was, but they say, "We can't tell
you. You're not a monk."
The man is disappointed but thanks
them anyway and goes
about his merry way.
Some years later, the same man breaks
down in front of the
same monastery. The monks again
accept him, feed him, even
fix his car. That night, he hears
the same strange noise
that he had heard years earlier.
The next morning, he asks what it
is, but the monks reply,
"We can't tell you. You're not
a monk."
The man says, "All right, all right.
I'm dying to know.
If the only way I can find out
what that sound was is to
become a monk, how do I become
a monk?"
The monks reply, "You must travel
the earth and tell
us how many blades of grass there
are and the exact number
of sand pebbles. When you find
these numbers, you will
become a monk."
The man sets about his task. Some
forty-five years later,
he returns and knocks on the door
of the monastery. He
says, "I have traveled the earth
and have found what you
have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232
blades of grass
and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand
pebbles on the earth."
The monks reply, "Congratulations.
You are now a monk.
We shall now show you the way to
the sound."
The monks lead the man to a wooden
door, where the head
monk says, "The sound is right
behind that door."
The man reaches for the knob, but
the door is locked.
He says, "Real funny. May I have
the key?"
The monks give him the key, and
he opens the door.
Behind the wooden door is another
door made of stone.
The man demands the key to the
stone door. The monks give
him the key, and he opens it, only
to find a door made of
ruby. He demands another key from
the monks, who provide
it.
Behind that door is another door,
this one made of
sapphire.
So it went until the man had gone
through doors of emerald,
silver, topaz, amethyst.
Finally, the monks say, "This is
the last key to the last
door."
The man is relieved to no end.
He unlocks the door,
turns the knob, and behind that
door he is amazed to find
the source of that strange sound.
But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.