BE YOURSELF

Greetings, today I like to share a story with you. “Be yourself” is a fable and here is how it goes……

Far away in a country, lived a boy with his grandfather as his parents died. They lived in a small hut. A fine morning, they both decided to sell their old donkey because they were poor. So the little old fellow and the boy made their way to the busty village market. To reach the market they need to walk for a long distance and cross the river.

   

They were walking along the river. As they walked they came across an old woman who said, “Aren’t you supposed to sit on the donkey, anyways look at the little boy, he is looking too tired!”. So the old man asked the little one to climb on the donkey. The boy followed the instructions of his grandfather and they moved on.

They walked for a while and came across a group of men who screamed “how dare you little boy, you are relaxing on the donkey while your poor old grandfather is walking the whole way”. So the little boy got off the donkey and the old man hopped on.

Old man and the little boy moved on and met a group of old men who told “hey old man, have a look at the little one. In our opinion, it is good that you both ride on the donkey.” By listening to them, they followed their opinion, so the little one also hopped on and moved on. As they are moving, they met a group of women. They yelled at the little boy and the old men saying that “how selfish you are; you both are riding on the donkey without any fatigue, while the donkey has to carry you the whole way!” So the old man took a rope and a pole and tied it to the donkey and carried it on their shoulders.

During crossing river, the donkey kicked his legs loose and drowned into the river, the grandfather and the little one cried for their loss. That’s why one should not listen to everyone’s opinion and nobody can’t please everyone.

With love,

Khyatisri.

     My first experience continued….

Hi everyone, I am back. Now I’m going to tell you what happened next in my story. Here it continues….

We all walked in and waited for my teacher. As she came in, we greeted her and sat down. Though I am nervous I managed to look relaxed. With my parents around me I also got a bit of confidence

      

     

Amma and Nanna were talking to my teacher about my interest in music. After finishing conversation, my teacher turned to me. She asked me to sing a song. I sang a few verses of LALITHA SAHASRANAMA STHOTRAM. By listening to verses my teacher felt relaxed and happy. But I feel like I could have done it much better as I couldn’t open my mouth with some nervous feeling. After my classmates had their turn to sing, my teacher taught us to sing a song called Gajavadana gananatha, but I had trouble singing it because the words are complicated.

She taught me that song for 3-4 times. The feedback that she gave me was that I need to sing louder.

Oh! I almost forgot about my teacher. I have to say that she is really a kind hearted women. She made me relax. Though, I had trouble with my vocal cords I could make it through. I gave her the fees and took her blessings.

We went home by car. It’s night. By the time we reached home, I was tired. I was famished, so Amma gave me food (dhal, curry and yoghurt). As soon as we finished eating we went upstairs and snuggled in bed with my parents. That is how my day was complete.

With love,

Khyatisri.