ARE WE LIKE THE KITE, OR ARE WE LIKE THE CROWS?
I n a village, the fishermen have just returned after their daily catch. As they are busy sorting the fishes, a kite swoops down from the sky, picks a fish by its beak, and shoots up into the sky… Immediately, hundreds of crows appear from nowhere and begin to chase the kite, making a crazy noise... Whichever direction the kite takes, the crows follow the kite. Finally, the kite becomes tired and decides to drop the fish. As soon as the fish is dropped, the crows leave the kite alone and go after the falling fish… The kite, quietly, settles down on the branch of a nearby tree. Sitting there, it looks at the crazy sight and concludes: “There go, with that wretched fish, all my miseries!” I first came across this enchanting story, some three decades ago, in the book, ‘Tales and Parables of Sri Ramakrishna' (Ramakrishna Paramahamsa). Ever since then, I have recounted this fable countless times in our PD sessions as well as in my Blogs. Just a coup...