In a peaceful village lived a young boy named Kari. Kari was bright and energetic, but he had one big problem: he was easily distracted. His eyes would wander toward every shiny toy, and his ears would twitch at every tiny sound or gossip from the neighbors. He could never finish anything he started.
One sunny afternoon, his grandfather, an old woodcarver, handed him a small piece of sandalwood. 'Kari, can you carve a small bird from this?' he asked. Kari was excited. He picked up his tools and began to work. But within minutes, a colorful butterfly fluttered past the window. Kari's eyes immediately followed it, and he dropped his tool. Later, the loud laughter of children playing outside pulled his attention away again. Days passed, and the wood remained just a block of wood.
His grandfather sat him down and said softly, 'Kari, your senses are like wild horses. If you let them run wherever they want, you will go nowhere. But if you hold the reins of wisdom, you can guide them to where you want to go.'
Kari understood. He decided to try again. This time, when a bright bird flew by, he acknowledged it but gently told his mind, 'Not now, focus.' When the wind whistled loudly, he stayed calm. Slowly, with steady hands and a focused mind, he carved a beautiful, delicate sparrow. His grandfather smiled, seeing that Kari had not just carved wood, but had also mastered himself.
