Once upon a time, a group of persons built a temple, which was as beautiful as it was magnificent. Then they hung small little bells all around it. These bells used to tinkle in the light breeze, creating a sound most harmonious. People used to come from far and near to hear the Sounds of the Bells.
On came a flood, and the temple was submerged. One could not hear the bells anymore. Over the years, fame of the temple dwindled, but did not vanish. Many years later, a young man from afar, desirous of hearing the bells, came to the shores where the temple once stood. He stayed there for many years, but failed to hear the sound of the bells. All he could hear was the sound of the sea. He tried to shut out the sound of the sea so that he could hear the bells, but in vain. At long last, frustrated at not hearing the bells, he decided to leave. On the last day, he walked to the shore and flung himself on the sand – and then – THROUGH THE SOUNDS OF THE SEA, HE HEARD THE SOUND OF THE BELLS.
It was always there, he just could not tune himself to hear it earlier!!!
M.Kalipurayath
January 2008
Sunday, 13 January 2008
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