Right Level

A long time ago, near the banks of river Godavari and cuddled between the beautiful Papi hills was a small village by name Kummaripalle (Village of the Potters). The village people were very friendly with each other and with the natural resources they had, they were largely self-sufficient. One of the main professions of the village was making earthen ware and sculptures out of clay. There was a community of clay sculptors and potters that used to make beautiful pieces of pottery, idols and other earthen ware and sell it to the nearby villages and towns. The earthenware and the crafts made of this village were very famous.

Given that the village was close the river bank and the surrounding hilly region, there was an abundance of all types of clay for the potters and sculptors. The quality of the clay (from where it was dug out and how well it was prepared) of course determined the quality of the craft made of it. However, the process involved in getting the clay out of the river banks and other areas and cleansing it to the right level was a long and difficult one.

Gopal Clay

Gopal also hailed from such a family of potters who were making pottery and sculptures out of clay for generations. But blame it on destiny, he just could not learn the art no matter how hard he tried. “I must have given birth to you on a wrong day”, blamed his mother and “he is the result of our bad karma”, often said his father in dismay. Even Gopal’s brothers turned out to be decent craftsmen, on par with the others in the community and made a good living.

Gopal did not want to give up. He wanted to test himself in all possible ways and he started experimenting with different types of clay that he secured from river beds at multiple locations and stream-beds of streams running through the hills. “May be there is another texture of clay that will work for my hands”, he thought and continued to explore places where no potter ever went before. But his hands simply lacked the dexterity needed to mold the clay. He still did not give up. He started visiting elders of the community to see them work and tried to understand several aspects of making pottery more keenly. Unknowingly he also mentally noted the difficulties involved in making a good product. “If only my hands got to a mound of mud with a better consistency, I could make marvels out of it”, he often heard the seniors of the community remark.

“See Gopal, my work starts only after the clay comes to a refined state without all these impurities and then I can focus on making a fine piece of art”, said his neighbor when Gopal was watching him prepare the clay. “Why are you wasting your time with that boy!”, Gopal heard his father pass by and shouting at the neighbor.

As usual the next day Gopal went farther upstream in his small boat than ever before and noticed a spot where the river was nicely curling around a huge stone formation and shifting its course, but in doing so depositing a mound of thick sediment all over the vegetation on the bank. Gopal reached the bank and checked the thick sticky material, and screamed “clay from heaven!”. He moved further along the bank and to his great delight there was a reserve of the same material in huge deposits. “I am sure I can make good pottery out of this, finally!”, he thought. “I was looking for you all my life, I will name you after me, the Gopal-clay!”, he laughed at himself for the silly thought. As he started gathering the clay into the sack he carried with him, he thought of all the interactions he had with the village potters and sculptors. Then it struck him – “I should stop running around for myself and finding clay that will fit me. What if I cannot wield the craft myself, I will help others make better products“.

Gopal realized that if only he could solve the problems of the community in preparing the clay to the right level, they could focus their time on making better products. All the years he spent on experimenting with clay taught him where to find different types of clay, how to mix them, how to separate out the twigs, roots, pebbles and other sediments out of the natural clay quickly and make it more consistent. He suddenly felt a new purpose in life – “I will be the first clay supplier of the village!”, he announced to himself.

From the very next day, Gopal started gathering heaps of clay from different spots he uncovered and refining it into multiple levels of consistency. He met with different craftsmen to understand their needs and started to supply them the needed clay material. This made the village craftsmen extremely happy and with someone helping them with their fundamental problem to such a refined degree, they started producing the best earthenware and clay sculptures in the entire kingdom, so much so that the fame of Kummaripalle reached their King in due time. “These sculptures are as hard as iron and as smooth as marble”, remarked one of the ministers to the King. “My wife makes delicious meals out of these earthenware O king! this is truly remarkable craftsmanship!”.

The King himself came down to visit the village to understand the secret and as he rewarded the top craftsmen of the village including Gopal’s father, they all humbly pointed to the King, the contributions of Gopal. “Here O King is the person who lifted our level!”, they said in unison.

“My dear fellow, I am very happy to note your contributions to the craft, how did you develop this skill?”, asked the King to the utter joy of the entire village including the parents of Gopal.

“Your majesty! Although I was born in family of potters, my father too being an excellent craftsman that you have so worthily rewarded just now, I had the great misfortune of not carrying my ancestral skill. What was natural for everyone around me without putting much effort, I could not learn despite of hard work and paying thorough attention to every bit of the process. I also explored different types of clay all around my village and uncovered places that no one knew, due to sheer determination. I thought the problem was not with my hands, but the clay that they tried to mold. Every taunt I received from those around me, urged me to search harder and understand better of the process. I also learnt the difficulties that a skilled sculptor faces if he doesn’t get the right quality clay. One day, the clay indeed taught me the real secret. It molded my thought processesI shifted focus from my disability to how I can help those around me with the unique knowledge I have developed – give them clay at the right level so that they could do their job better.

May be the lack of skill in my hands was for a reason, it helped everyone else around me become more skillful with their craft”, concluded Gopal in a humble tone.

“And for that my dear fellow, you will be rewarded the most!”, praised the King rewarding Gopal with a lot of gifts and compliments.


A humble afterthought – “What if we focused on our unique strengths instead of disabilities (which could be strengths in disguise waiting to be uncovered by sheer hard-work & observation!) and focused on lifting the level of those around us! It will result in worthy craft indeed!”


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27 replies

  1. You made me to read whole story by keeping the curiosity all the way.In my opinion attaching message with any story relevant to our country,culture etc will reach far very quickly

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  2. Really good one phani… It was a treat to read how gopal turned his disability in making pots to supplying the best quality clay and exploring new terrains to get the best quality and mould it.

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  3. Reminds me of a guy who couldn’t for the life of him, write code – but found his calling in helping others write better code… Not by critiquing their work but by encouraging them! 🙂 Awesome post, Young Moon! Also got me to reminisce of a wonderful pottery store I’d visited at the foot of the Smokey Mountains 🙂

    Curious to know if the place mentioned is indeed famous for pottery… Should probably visit it sometime!

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  4. Subtly woven story creating an enormous impact on the reader.. I’m truly inspired!
    Thank you for sharing..

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  5. one more jewel molded from your hands. Your writings are inspiring and thought provoking..
    Thanks New Full Moon. 🙂

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  6. A story telling maestro ! 👏🏻
    Once again you illustrate how you know the value of conscientious construction, good writing and characterization that all adds up to quite a fast read.
    May you move confidently into the upper echelon of writer’s today.
    Best wishes
    Darshana Singh

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  7. Very well written. Grabbed my interest in the first few lines. Stories have always fascinated me and the way you have twirled it up with a thought provoking ending. Inspiring one.

    Cheers !!- Siddharth K

    P.S relatively new here, looking forward to many more of the likes.

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  8. Awesome phani

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  9. Wow phani…. Another gem of a story.! If u believe, you an contribute to a cause if you have a right intent. Worry not what your limits are, what others say. You always have it in you, just need to explore and find it…. It may not be one thing fits all always.

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  10. Apt for many like me.can take the moral, Don’t dream of the best thing but dream for what’s best apt for you

    – Krishna Kartheek

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  11. Beautiful narration Phani.. I believe, its the ability of the people to recognize their strengths and at what point of time in life, determines the trajectory of one’s success. What matters is finding your success in making others success whether it is for fellow Craftsman or non-craftsman !!

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  12. Thanks phani for giving a thoughtful message through Gopal’s character. Very nicely narrated in simple words with a message to connect and inspire.
    //Babi.

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  13. Very well narrated Phani! The idea of enabling doesn’t come naturally especially in the world we live in where more often than not it ends up being a thankless job. I hope this story inspires the readers (skilled and not so skilled alike) and drives them to become enablers. Succeeding yourself is great but helping others succeed is so much more satisfying!

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  14. Thank you phani for sharing such a nice post.

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  15. Awsome message Phani!!! Most valuable quality that helps one to grow personally & professionally…

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  16. Very good message! It also motivates people who lacks contemporary skills to understand situation and develop unique skill and help each other.:)

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  17. Post after post, story after story, there’re a few things that are changing : “the exquisiteness and the elegance” with which you’re easing into the art of storytelling and the “finesse” with which you’re putting across the intended message smarlty

    You’re slowly and steadily becoming an “AkshayaPaatra” of thought provoking short stories.

    Quoting Mark Twain’s masterpeice-“Two most important days in your life are the day you’re born, and the day you findout why”

    Gopal’s endless quest for finding his “mettle” with tireless persistence resulted in turning his shortcomings into opportunities and stepping stones for success.

    Thoroughly enjoyed this piece. Thanks for sharing Phani 🙂

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  18. Another good one Phani….I believe this situation is very often now a days and we need such messages to keep us motivated

    — Swati

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  19. Hi Phani, Another thought provoking sweet & short story…!! It definitely takes strong will & clean mind to look at one’s weakness & turning that to an opportunity for one & others around you ……Keep writing & motivating !!!

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  20. Thank you again for a great story! It is true that one excels in whatever one does (big or small) if the focus is on themselves and not on others while not forgetting to remain helpful to others in need.
    These kind of stories are ever lasting, a good reminder for adults and a great moral for kids.
    Bravo!

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  21. Wonderfully written.. enjoyed reading this to my kids and they loved it too!

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