Wednesday, November 5, 2008


K was an old-school teacher. Her subject of specialisation was fine-arts. She had a keen eye for spirituality and was a great believer of awakening of the mind. She had a group of pretty young, troublesome students who were always competing for her attention and quarrelling with one another. Day and night, they pestered her: "Ma'am, which of us is the smartest? The kindest? The most gifted? The most intellectualy advanced? The most special?" She knew it was almost impossible to make these  young hearts understand unless they realised the truth themselves. And she searched. For the right signs, the right way.

At last, K knew; excited, she said: "Enough. I will give you the answer finally, but it cannot be told, it must be revealed. Tomorrow we will go for an excursion and you will see."

The next day, breathless with anticipation, the students accompanied their teacher to the excursion. After lunch, K led them down to a lake. It was noon. The water was calm and still. K pointed to a small rowboat: "All of you get in. Row to the middle of the lake and look into the water."

So the students piled into the boat and were rowed out into the lake. They looked down into the water. Immediately one cried out: "Why, there's a bright light around my head and rays coming from it! Yippie!! God favors me over all of you! So I must be the most special!"

But immediately there arose a hubbub, with each student claiming to see the exact same thing! What with pushing, and shoving, and leaning over to point... the boat tipped over and sank, leaving the students floundering in the water. It turned out that only about a half of them could swim, so the ones that could, helped the ones who couldn't, and in the end they all made their way safely back to shore.

There sat their teacher on a log. "Well," she said, "what have you all learned?"

There was a moment's silence. The students all glanced uneasily at one another. No-one wanted to be first.

Finally one said: "The sun's light shines equally on all of us. None of us are special."

Another disagreed. "All of us are special. Maybe this is a sign to each of us so we'll know how well we're loved."

A third remarked: "I noticed that when we argued and competed we put ourselves in danger, but when we cooperated we were able to save ourselves."

A fourth opined: "We attach too much importance to shadows and reflections..."

A fifth gave a tremendous sneeze and said: "Right now I am learning that we are all wet and cold and I'm going to start a fire!"



K is somebody B has admired and looked up to from when he was a child. She has always had so much to give. Thank god, seems like finally she has some takers. 

3 comments:

Unknown said...

wat's this supposed to be man? a lesson or a story :O

The Mad Girl said...

you seem to have got into the crux of predestination-freewill thingy!
btw who's K?

the basu said...

is it?so have you then honey.K is a mother. the mother :)

aur abhishek, whatever suits you brother. :)