All the osprey, as
well as the kite, hawk, and falcon fledglings of the vicinity
attended the local flying pathasala, where they were taught
different techniques according to their particular aptitudes and
natures. But the teachers despaired of classifying Ajay. In every
category he showed tremendous skill: he could soar, fast fly, dive,
hit a target in the water or in mid air with an ease that ordinarily
belonged only to adult specialists in those fields. It soon became
clear that this remarkable child, this prodigy, required special
attention; and therefore, his parents, heeding the advice of his
tutors, applied for his admission to the Himalayan College of
Falconiforme Flight and Fishing, which accepted only exceptionally
gifted students. They began to build a large trophy nest on their
tree that was already crowded with family nests.
Ajay passed the
entrance examinations easily, and with a guide sent to fetch him,
flew off to the College in the northwest with confidence and
mounting excitement. He had not forgotten his Experience in the high
and empty sky; he often longed for it and had tried again and again
to find the crack, but it was not there, and as his classes at
school had grown increasingly absorbing, and as his joy of flying
had become more and more keen, the memory of that Joy beyond the sky
had grown dim though never lost.
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