Story 2: The Chariot of Gita Speaks Something (Gita short and easy stories)

 Story 2: The Chariot of Gita Speaks Something

Scene 1: Grandpa’s Room
(Rahul excitedly runs to Grandpa, who is sitting on his rocking chair.)

Rahul: (Jumping with excitement) “Grandpa! Grandpa! Guess what? Your video has received the highest number of views ever! Everyone is asking for the next part of the story. Please, Grandpa, tell us more!”

Grandpa: (Smiling) “So, Rahul wants to make another video?”

Rahul: (Laughing while holding his phone) “Yes, Grandpa!”

Grandpa: “Then first, bring my glasses and the Gita book. And tell me, what did you learn from the last video?”

Rahul: (Spinning around the chair, waving his hands in the air) “Grandpa, I learned that the Pandavas of virtues and the Kauravas of vices exist within us. We don’t have to fight anyone outside; the real battle is within ourselves. We must use our virtues as weapons to defeat our vices, and Lord Krishna helps us as our charioteer.”

Grandpa: “Very well said, Rahul! Now sit down and tell me, did you try fighting this battle?”

Rahul: “Yes, Grandpa, I tried to recognize the Kauravas and Pandavas within me.”

Grandpa: “Wonderful, Rahul! Slowly, you will also learn to fight this battle. Now, turn on the camera, and let's begin today's video.”

(Rahul turns on the camera. Grandpa holds up the Gita book.)

Grandpa: “Let's start with the cover page. Rahul, can you describe the picture on the cover of the Gita?”

Rahul: “Grandpa, it shows a chariot with Arjuna sitting inside, and Lord Krishna is driving it.”

Grandpa: “Yes, absolutely right! Now, look carefully. How does the chariot move?”

Rahul: “The chariot is pulled by four horses, and they have ropes tied to their noses. Grandpa, these are called reins, right? They control the horses. Without reins, the horses would run in different directions, and the chariot wouldn’t move straight.”

Grandpa: “Exactly, my child! Just like when your mother scolds you, and you start doing your work, the reins help guide the horses in the right direction.”

Rahul: (Laughing) “So, is Mom like the reins for us?”

Grandpa: (Smiling) “In a way, yes! And who holds the reins? The charioteer! Think about it, who is the charioteer?”

Rahul: “Mom listens to Dad, so is Dad the charioteer?”

Grandpa: (Laughing) “Oh, Rahul! I was giving a different example, but you brought your parents into it! Now listen carefully.”

Grandpa: “Let’s understand what this chariot truly represents. This chariot is our body, and the horses represent our senses. Do you know what senses are, Rahul? You must have learned about the five sense organs.”

Rahul: “Yes, Grandpa! I learned about them when I was little.”

Grandpa: “Good! Then tell me, what are they?”

(Rahul touches his eyes, nose, ears, skin, and sticks out his tongue as he recalls them.)

Grandpa: “Well done! You remember them all. Our five sense organs are our knowledge senses—eyes, nose, ears, tongue, and skin.

Our skin helps us feel things. Look, I’m holding this book. Without looking, can you tell just by touch that it’s a book?”

Rahul: “Yes, Grandpa! I can feel its shape and texture.”

Grandpa: “Exactly! Eyes help us see, ears help us hear, the nose helps us smell. Can you tell what’s cooking in the kitchen just by the smell?”

Rahul: “Yes, Grandpa! It smells like Mom is making halwa.”

Grandpa: “That’s right! Now, you can taste the halwa with your tongue. But what if your nose tells you to run and eat the halwa first before listening to me? Would that be right or wrong?”

Rahul: “If I ask you first, then it’s right. Right, Grandpa?”

Grandpa: “Yes, Rahul. But if you run off without asking, that means you’re listening to your senses and not your wisdom. That’s why we have the mind to help us decide, and then the intellect guides us whether to act or not.

These horses represent our five senses. They keep telling us different things—
‘Go play, Rahul!’
‘Watch TV, Rahul!’
‘Listen to music, Rahul!’
‘I’m hungry, Rahul!’
‘Go to sleep, Rahul!’

The reins control these senses, and the reins are our mind. If the reins are loose, the mind runs wild with the senses, just like untamed horses.”

Rahul: “Like a horse galloping uncontrollably—clip-clop, clip-clop?”

Grandpa: “Yes! But if the mind is held firmly, it controls the senses and stops them from doing the wrong thing. But the mind is soft, like a mother. Just like a mother loves and nurtures her child, sometimes she scolds, and sometimes she gives in to their stubbornness.”

(Grandpa pats Rahul’s head affectionately.)

Grandpa: “Our senses are like innocent yet mischievous children—just like you, Rahul! Sometimes, they insist on good things, and sometimes on bad ones.

But to drive the chariot properly, the reins need someone’s guidance.”

Rahul: “Papa is the charioteer, right, Grandpa? And he represents intelligence?”

Grandpa: “Exactly, Rahul! The mind must take the help of intelligence to guide the senses, just like parents guide their children. If the mind listens to wisdom and controls the senses, we can make the right choices easily and efficiently. So, what did you learn, Rahul?”

Rahul: “I learned that before doing anything, I should first ask my mind to consult my wisdom and then instruct my senses. That means… I have my father’s intelligence, my mother’s mind, and a child’s playful senses inside me!”

Grandpa: “Now do you understand why it’s important to ask your elders before making decisions?

The one who listens to wisdom and controls the senses with the reins of the mind leads their chariot correctly and reaches the right destination. But the one who listens to every sense without thinking keeps wandering aimlessly.

That’s why controlling the senses is important, and that’s why your mother’s scolding is necessary too!”

Rahul: (Grinning) “And Grandpa, just like I need Mom’s scolding, doesn’t Mom need to ask Dad before scolding me? Am I right?”

Grandpa: “Haha! Yes, Rahul, you’re absolutely right! When the mind and intellect work together, the senses move in the right direction. But if we only listen to our senses, we will lose our way. That’s why controlling the mind is necessary.”

Rahul: “So, Grandpa, Mom’s scolding is my reins, and Dad’s advice is my charioteer!”

Grandpa: “Well said, my boy! Now, let's move this chariot of ours.”

Rahul: “You mean I should turn off the video and go?”

Grandpa: “Yes, son! But first, ask your mother if the halwa is ready.”

Mom: “Yes, Rahul! Come and take it, dear.”

(Rahul happily brings the steaming halwa from the kitchen and enjoys it with Grandpa.)

The End.