Hiranyadhanus,
the King of the Nishadas, looked at his son and cautioned him.
'Ekalavya! We are not in the deep forests anymore! In fact we are
very close to enemy territory.Take care and do not wander'.
Ekalavya
looked at his father curiously. 'Where are we father?'
Hiranyadhanus
lovingly ruffled the tall boy's hair. Though Ekalavya was very
young, Hiranyadhanus had brought his son along for hunting.
Hiranyadhanus knew that his son was great with the bow and arrow. .
Hiranyadhanus wanted to give every opportunity to his son to hone
this skill.
'We are near
the kingdom of Hastinapur.. They ...'
Ekalavya
looked surprised. 'Hastinapur! They are enemies of Magadha, father!
They fight against King Jarasandha! What are we doing here?'
Hiranyadhanus
said nothing but clasped his son's hand and smiled. Ekalavya
knew that his father would not tell him anything more and fell
silent...
[Jarasandha
was an exceptionally powerful king and wanted to conquer all the
kingdoms around. Only the powerful kingdoms like Hastinapur, Dwaraka
etc stood up against him.]
Ekalavya
watched as his father walked away inside the forest with a few of his
friends. Ekalavya was bored as he watched around the forest. That
was when he heard it....A faint clinking of swords...he could even
hear the twang of a bow. Ekalavya was thrilled when he heard it. The
rhythmic flow suggested someone with good talent in archery.. .
Ekalavya's curiosity got the better of him. Ignoring his
promise to his father, he walked towards the sound.
As Ekalavya
reached the outskirts of the forests he saw the source of the sound.
Standing before him were many, many boys. All of them were practising
the use of various weapons. Looking at them Ekalavya
immediately realized that these people were from the kingdom of
Hastinapur. Ekalavya hid himself behind a tree and watched
them.
Ekalavya was
immediately drawn towards a lone dark boy with a bow in his hands. He
realised that the twang he heard in the forest was created by this
boy firing the arrows. The more Ekalavya saw, the more he was
impressed. The boy was good, really good. Ekalavya stared at rapt
attention mesmerized by the boy.
As the boy
was practising, Ekalavya saw a man beside the boy. The man was
keeping an eye on all the boys there. But the man looked at the boy
practising the bow and arrow with special care. Suddenly everything
about the scene clicked in Ekalavya's mind....Hastinapur! The Kurus,
Kauravas, Pandavas, and their teacher Dronacharya...The Kuru princes
were learning warfare from their teacher! Ekalavya stared at
Dronacharya with reverence. Dronacharya's name had already spread all
over the country. The man was well versed in weaponry and was a
brilliant teacher. Kings and princes flocked to learn the art of
warfare fromDronacharya.
Ekalavya
studied the way Dronacharya taught archery to the young prince
and was thrilled. The skills of the man....He had to learn
them....He just had to....WIthout these skills he would be
incomplete....Even without realizing it, Ekalavya found himself
being drawn forward...
Ekalavya
gulped as he suddenly found himself face to face with the stern faced
teacher.
'Who are you?
What do you want?' Dronacharya asked as he saw the tall boy stand and
stare at him reverently. He looked at the boy and saw that the
boy's attention had diverted. He was now looking at Arjuna, the
Pandava. Arjuna was pulling back the arrow aiming at the target.
'I want to do
that!' The boy whispered still staring at Arjuna.
'What?'
Dronacharya asked harshly. He tolerated nothing when anybody even
looked at Arjuna.
Ekalavya
cleared his throat still staring at Arjuna. Not caring
about anything, Ekalavya blurted out, 'Sir! My father is
Hiranyadhanus, the King of the Nishadas! I am Ekalavya! I wish to
learn archery from you!' At that moment, Ekalavya did not
realise that he was in enemy territory and that telling that he
was the prince of the enemy was not a very smart thing. All he
wanted was to learn to shoot arrows like the boy before him....
Dronacharya
blinked...Nishada! Dronacharya looking at the markings
around the boy's fingers realised that the boy had the potential to
learn fast and learn well....Probably even better than
Arjuna! Drona suddenly went on full scale panic mode. What
if he taught the boy and he became better than Arjuna...A Nishada!
Dronacharya
hastily shook his head. 'I cannot teach you! I am the teacher of the
royal princes of Hastinapur! I cannot teach a Nishada! LEAVE NOW!'
Drona said curtly.
Ekalavya
looked blankly at Drona. He did not hear anything after I
cannot teach you!
He looked at
Drona with pleading eyes. 'Sir...!' Ekalavya opened his mouth but one
look at Drona and he realised that no matter what, Drona would not
change his mind. He looked at Arjuna again and turned to look at
Drona.
Ekalavya
bowed to Drona and looked at him straight in the eye. For a brief
second Drona shivered and it was not from the cold or fear from the
boy. The boy had something in him....Something which Drona felt but
was unable to pin point....
************
The Pandavas
and the Kauravas were camped outside their kingdom and were now in
deep sleep. They found themselves rudely awakened by a dog barking
incessantly. Feeling groggily all of them got up and stared ahead
into the night.
It was dark
and they were very sleepy. Soon they spotted the reason for the
disturbance. Before any of them could even do anything about it, they
heard a swift twang of the bow. And another....and
another....Before any of the Pandavas or the Kauravas were fully
awake, they realised that the dog had fallen silent.
Surprised,
they all stared at the dog and were stumped. The dog was alive and
completely unharmed but the only difference was that it had its mouth
wide open....Inside the mouth were seven arrows. The arrows were
preventing the dog from closing its mouth. All the princes looked at
each other stunned.
All of them
turned to Arjuna. Arjuna was however entirely unarmed and was staring
at the entire scene like he could not believe his eyes. Being a
brilliant archer himself, he knew that what he was seeing right now
was not something which could be done by any ordinary mortal.
Heart beating
fast, he traced the path of the arrows back to the wielder. All the
other princes followed him.
There they
found a dishevelled boy firing arrows towards a target at the dead of
the night with unfailing accuracy. The focus with which he aimed the
arrows made the other princes think that he was slightly crazy. But
Arjuna knew better. He recognised the look in the eyes of the boy.
Besides he had to know....
Arjuna went
forward. 'Who are you?'
The boy
barely turned towards Arjuna. 'Ekalavya! I am the prince of the
Nishadas.'
All the other
princes bristled when they heard this, but Arjuna did not even hear
it. He looked at the relaxed posture of the boy and the repeated
firing the arrows. Arjuna knew that the arrows were hitting the right
spot.
'Who taught
you archery? Who is your teacher?' Arjuna whispered.
Ekalavya
stopped firing and turned to look at Arjuna. 'My teacher is
Dronacharya! He taught me all that I know about archery!'
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