A Narrator

In our country, all Grandpas get one job at night. And that is to tell stories to their grand children. Even those little amiable faces wait for that moment so eagerly. Then they fall asleep with dreams of lions, frogs, parrots, trees, roses, oceans, rivers, mountains, caves and lot more things. Life of fairy tales is amazing and they really want to be a prince or princess of it and start to expect those things in to the real world. Grandpas do their job. They narrate these stories just to teach them some valuable things of the life. Grandpas love those faces which get angry when jackal cheats, get smiley when turtle wins, get blush when prince fall in love, get confuse when superhero punish and get laugh when monkey jumps. Children’s eyes and face can never deceive you. They will express whatever they feel inside. And Grandpas get satisfaction when those little children start to snore while listening. These are nights in India; better to say our trend.

Since few Sundays we have decided to play that role of grandpas at our early 20s. On the Sabarmati project we had a story set of PANCHTANTRA. When they heard we were going to tell them stories, their all excuses turned in to curiosities. We told them different stories name “ladta gheta and lalachu shiyal”, “kagdo kagdi and kalo nag”, “rangin shiyal”, “atakchalo vandaro”, kan ane magaj vagarno gadhedo”, “bolati gufa” and “vagh banelo undar ane muni”. I know, these titles are very fascinating. Stories always have some secret elements inside that we don’t have to do any special effort to remember them. If you’ll ask any of those children to narrate, they can narrate those stories better than me. They are still a bit introvert so they afraid to stand up and speak. But this story session will definitely help them out. At least they are trying to stand up now. We are just trying to teach them some useful lessons by stories. After all stories are better than any advices. They never bore you. Well those story tellers were Anup, B.D. (he was on last to last sunday), Dhara, and me. Deepika always like to talk about meaning full things (Hey! Who’s considering this as a joke?). So she was just an anchor who spoke up before narrator and gave message after end of the story (thank you Deepika to have patience and stay shut up!) Dhara was the best story teller among us. She was amazing while expressing the things. Children were just lost inside the “BOLTI GUFA”. The more important thing was they understood the proper meaning and message of the story at once. At last we got someone whom we were seeking since long time. We are more confident now as she’s a part of MAGIC STICK.

Stories are amazing. In this whole world, different countries have their different culture and different stories regarding to them. But they have some common things in them. And those are, each story has a jungle and a lion who is king of it, there’s a jackal, there’s an elephant, all animals were fighting for the food and at last story gives message like never be greedy, never lie, never cheat and truth always win. The messages are very simple yet a story make them more meaning full with its character and story teller. It is the easiest way to express one’s self. I was once an insane listener. I don’t remember many stories my grandpa used to tell me but now I can understand the true meaning of those stories. I’ve learnt so many things from it. He’s not in this world now but his stories are still living inside of me. He was a great narrator. I still miss him for his story of friendship of a crocodile and a monkey. I’ve heard it thousands of time. Story is our life and our life is a story.