Introduction

Raja Thatha was relaxing in his pet chair after his usual afternoon nap. Suddenly he felt as if somebody is trying to talk to him. He opened his eyes and in front of him were his granddaughters Maithree and Yamini and his grand son Rohan. Yamini being the youngest sat on his lap and Rohan being more serious took his seat on the nearby sofa. Maithree asked on their behalf. “Thatha, you were telling us the other day about religious books of other religions. You also told us that our religion too has lot of books. We three want you to make us understand the book which you think represents our religion.” Raja Thatha loudly laughed, “My dear Kutties, it is not time yet for that. You all have to grow up and learn a lot for understanding our religion.” Maithree was vociferous, “But Thatha, only the other day you were telling us that only the one who does not know what he tells, tells like this. Does this mean you do not know about our religion?” Thatha replied, “In a sense it is true Maithree. But I would tell stories to you to teach what I know of the greatest religious book of the Hindus-The Gita.” Yamini and Rohan started jumping and yelling “story, story” Thatha started telling the story