He stood in all his resplendent with a smile glowing on his face. The peacock feather fluttered in the gentle breeze as the soft music of the flute filled the room with an uncanny feeling. The lilting music was melodious and brought peace in every restless soul. After what seemed an eternity he stopped playing the instrument. His face had the composure of  still water and serenity of the woods. He looked at me with compassion and said, ” My child I am very pleased with you and…