A  traditional story

One time a powerful and wealthy King wanted to learn  sculpting,

so  he went to a  sculptor of repute.  “I am  a great admirer of your

work”,he said ,”I wish to learn this great art”.

“Yes”, I can teach oyu” , said the artist. “Let me see some of  your

paintings”.

“No,no,not  paintings”, said  the King. “Sculpture,I want to learn

the art of sculpting”.

“Of course,of course. But painting is the preliminary training for

visual arts. Let me see some of your work”.

“Well,I have not painted at all”.

“I see. Well, I can teach you that, I suppose, but let me see you dance”.

“Dance? What has dance got to do with it?”

“Sureley one who wished to portray the human form would have studied

 its grateful  movement”.

“I do not dance”.

The sculpture  was taken aback.“Very well, I will teach you some dance,

 also. Bring your instrument”.

The King began to falter. “Instreument? What instrument?”

“Listen, I have indicated the importance of the study of painting and  

dance to sculpting. Surely you understand that  the dance is done to

 music of instruments? How could you expect to dance without knowing

something about instrumental music?”

The King admitted that he didn`t play any instrument.

“Well, no matter. I will teach you.  Sing something”.

“I can`t sing”.

“You can`t sing?”

“You come here expecting to learn the fine art of sculpting and you cannot

sing? Doesn`t the study of all art begin with singing? We have much work to do. Let`s see, we shall start with the note  SA*….”

* first note in “Saptak”  in Indian music equiv. to “Do”  in the  “Octave”  in western music (tuned to “Cis”)