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Title Melancholy Behind Creativity
 
Abstract The sculptor’s son, who had carved the lady dancer in stone and buried it under the ground realized what many children discover everyday. Neither the parents, nor many teachers appreciate the tendency on the part of some children to pursue extra curricular interests with passion. Some elders are unduly critical. Many of the children we talked to have had mixed experience. Some found teachers/parents to be quite nurturant but many did not. Whether children without opportunity to develop multiple faculties, would be able to contribute towards, or appreciate a culturally diverse society? Would not their parameters of evaluating success in life be uni-dimensional? We look forward to hear inspiring tales of nurturant elders that children have met : Ed.
 
Details In a village, there lived a sculptor who was well known locally for his dexterity and art. His son was also an aspirant sculptor. However, due to his own frustrations, his father never cared to have a close look at his son’s art or drop a single word of appreciation or encouragement. Yet, the son always looked up to his father and kept longing for his attention. One afternoon, the son started digging the land in the courtyard of the house as if restlessly looking for something beneath the surface. The father was forced to pay attention to the irritating activity of the son. He chided him and asked: “Now what have you been up to? Have you no peace?” The son replied: “I just saw a beautiful object and I am digging to bring it out.” The sculptor in the father felt curious and he too started helping his son in digging. They finally managed to bring out a beautiful sculpture of a lady dancer. The father felt amazed to see that and said: “Now this is what I call art son. It is strikingly beautiful and perfect. I wonder whose must be the hand behind this!” To this, the son smiled painfully and said: “Thank you papa, you made my life today.”
 
Volume No. Honey Bee 20(2); 2, 2009

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