entering the city, Ekalavya sighted -the master on the outskirts. Drona was giving early
lessons in archery to the princes. Ekalavya hesitated to go to him while the class was in
progress. He waited near-by and watched.
Disciples surrounded Drona. He would teach each boy in an easily comprehen- sible
manner. He would show them how to stand erect, on which leg one should rest more
bodyweight, how to position the hands and fingers, how to position the arrow and mount the
arrow, how to concentrate upon the object, how and to what extent one should draw the
thread, when to release the arrow. And he would demonstrate to them all these things
vividly and in detail. He would watch a boy send forward an arrow and show him where he
was right and where he went wrong. The practice would continue.
Ekalavya was all eyes and ears as he watched this class with fascination. He was
gripped with a new sensation, as he learnt new things about archery. 'Oh! What a master He
can turn even a novice into an expert! And how easy it is to understand his teaching!' he
He remembered the counseling of his mother. At an opportune moment he met Acharya
Drona. He prostrated before him totally surrendering himself to the Master. Drona was
touched by the humility of this boy from the woods, stretched his arms to raise him, and
blessed him. Ekalavya introduced himself. When the Master learnt of the boy's mighty
desire, a sympathetic chord struck in his heart.
But engaged as he was in teaching the princes, he had no time to accept other students.
He was also worried how he could teach. a jungle-boy along with the princes.
Drona decided against keeping the boy with him there, and told him, 'Son, it will not
be difficult for you to learn this art. You are a born archer. Go back to the forest and
practise well and with deep interest. You too are my disciple.'
Drona's words them were a great blessing to Ekalavya. He felt confident that the
Masters good wishes were with him. Again prostrating before Drona, he sought his
blessings, 'Sir, I will act as you have instructed. Please bless me that my practice will
bear fruit.' 'Go, son, may you master archery as you wish!' Drona said,