Friday, August 20, 2010

The Whistling Schoolboy by Ruskin Bond

From the gorge above Gangotri
Down to Kochi by the sea,
The whistling thrush keeps singing
That same sweet melody.

He was a whistling schoolboy once,
Who heard god Krishna?s flute,
And tried to play the same sweet tune,
But touched a faulty note.

Said Krishna to the errant youth-
A bird you must become,
And you shall whistle all your days
Until your song is done.

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