Eklavya: The Obedient Poem by Aftab Alam
Eklavya: The Obedient
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Eklavya
Keep me away from thy door,
I will peep through the window,
Never put my feet on your ethereal floor,
But I know, you are playing bingo,
I am Eklavya and not that
-The Eklavya,
I hate Dronacharya
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lessons of life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(Doronacharya was the archery master who taught to royals families, Eklavya was the poor chap requested to learn the art, but he was denied..yet he learnt the art peeping..his art was so powerful,
Better than royals, yet he considered Guru to Dronacharya and Dronacharya took his thumb as a fees to guru and he offered enthusiastically..no thumb no archery …)
Better than royals, yet he considered Guru to Dronacharya and Dronacharya took his thumb as a fees to guru and he offered enthusiastically..no thumb no archery …)
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4/19/2024 6:15:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As far as I have read Eklavya practiced arching without a thumb and got once again mastery in it. But you have rightly condemned the uncalled injustice of Dronacharya. A nice poem.