Another Bed time Story......

Of all the stories I have known, I couldnt help recalling one story again and again, which my granny used to share with us at bed time,

Once upon a time ago, A king offered a large prize to the artist who could best represent the idea of peace. A lot of painters sent their works to the palace, depicting woods at dusk,waterfalls,  quiet rivers, children playing on the sand, rainbows in the sky, drops of dew on a rose petal, pleasure, merry, celebration etc.,.,

The king examined everything that was sent to him, but ended up choosing only two works.

The first showed a beautiful landscape, scenery lake that perfectly mirrored the displaying mountains surrounding it and the blue sky above. The sky was dotted with small white clouds and, and when one looked closely, in the left-hand corner of the lake there stood a small house with one window open and smoke rising from the chimney – the sign that a frugal but tasty dinner/dish was being prepared.

The second painting was also of mountains, but these were bleak and stony with sharp, sheer peaks, not very scenic. Above the mountains, the sky was implacably dark, and from the heavy clouds fell lightning, hail and torrential rain.

The painting was totally out of harmony with the other submissions. However, a closer look revealed a bird’s nest lodged in a crack in one of those inhospitable rocks. In the midst of the violent roaring of the storm, a swallow was calmly sitting on its nest.

When he gathered his court together, the king chose the second picture as the one that best expressed the idea of peace. He explained:

‘Peace is not what we find in a place that is free of noise, problems and hard work; peace is what allows us to preserve the calm in our hearts, even in the most adverse situations. That is its true and only meaning.