Flying kites has never been my thing. But caught up in the enthusiasm of our students who organised the event (hopefully they did not have classes at the time), and a couple of colleagues, I went along with the idea, and we flew a kite or two yesterday. By the way, it's the done thing to do this at this time of the year, in many Indian states. My learnings from the escapade-
It is not as simple as it looks. (I also had this enlightenment earlier when I began playing Golf)
The kite continues to fly only if handled correctly, so the flyer is an important part.
There is a time to tighten the reins, and a time to let go. Both are needed for the kite to soar as high as it is capable of doing.
A kite can take a lot of beating, and still fly. It does not give up easily.
A breeze is what is ideal for it to fly, not a storm. Nor a dead wind. Strikes me as similar to Buddha's Middle Path...
It is not as simple as it looks. (I also had this enlightenment earlier when I began playing Golf)
The kite continues to fly only if handled correctly, so the flyer is an important part.
There is a time to tighten the reins, and a time to let go. Both are needed for the kite to soar as high as it is capable of doing.
A kite can take a lot of beating, and still fly. It does not give up easily.
A breeze is what is ideal for it to fly, not a storm. Nor a dead wind. Strikes me as similar to Buddha's Middle Path...
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Kite the Pat'angst'
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