Dronacharya was
a veteran teacher – he assessed the individual capabilities and imparted
knowledge according to one’s ability to receive and absorb. His discerning eyes
observed that out of the whole lot, Arjun was not only was immensely talented
but also had an insatiable thirst for leaning and made use of every bit of the
waking hours to develop his expertise. Once in the dead of the night the
Acharya was surprised to hear the repeated sounds of bowstrings coming from the
camp adjoining his house where the princes were lodged. Out of curiosity he
followed the sound, reached the camp and discovered while other princes were
deep asleep, Arjun was applying the bowstring in his arrow and pulling it in
pitch darkness.
The next day on
being questioned as to how he could handle the bow in the darkness of night,
Arjun said: ‘Master, once in a dark night while eating the candle in my room
was blown off by strong wind, but yet I could finish my food. At that time it
struck me that though my eyes could not see a thing, my hands were never
missing my mouth. Thus I realized practise could do wonders. Since then I have
been working hard and I can now feel the bow as an extended arm of mine.’ Dronacharya was glad to hear his disciple.
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