This is a story of those times (hypothetically) or rather an analogy or example of those times when the bleating of goats sounded as "Tae Tae" instead of "Mae Mae" (the sound "Mae Mae", onomatopoeically, is considered to be the general sound of a bleating goat).So bleating goats sounded like "Tae Tae" in those times and they were very happy then. There was no need for such self realization workshops for in those times everyone was content and at peace with themselves. And then a baby goat was born, the kid was very weak. All of you will acknowledge the fact that a weak child requires special care and attention. All the requirements of such a child are fulfilled easily, without the child having to crave for it. Sitting at home he gets all that he desires for. Same was the case with this weak kid; unlike the other kids, he got milk and grass sitting at home without having to venture out, for he was weak. Now gradually the kid starts growing up and as he grows a thought starts taking root in him, a thought which is much different from the thoughts of the other kids. All of you will know how a single thought defines a man's fate, how a single thought can either cause pain and sorrow or relieve one from his misery. How does a thought spring in one's mind? From what understanding does it spring? Seeing what and hearing what does a thought takes root? What feeling or belief causes a thought to get incepted in the mind? What knowledge or experience causes such an inception in the mind? The thought is a reflection of your understanding about your life's experiences and feelings. It is your inner state, that determines the creation of thoughts in your mind. And if you are not able to be happy then it must be that your perspective towards your thoughts was not correct. You must have seen fireworks shoot up in the sky during Diwali (the Indian Festival of lights, this festival celebrates the victory of good over bad by bursting crackers and fireworks). How do you see those fireworks? You see them bursting in the sky, they burst and fuse in the sky, amalgamate with the sky without leaving any trace of their origin and leaving no identification of their own, they do not stick to you rather they blend totally in the sky. Seeing such firework gives you pleasure; leaves a pleasant impression on your mind. But if they stick to you and burst in your hands then they leave an unpleasant impression on you, it gives you pain and leaves a scar from the burn. After your hands have been burnt if you ask 'why do I get these unpleasant feelings about fireworks?' like one always says, 'why do I get unpleasant feelings because of thoughts?' then you will be told that you have been unable to celebrate Diwali properly; you have forgotten how to burst crackers. Now that we have grown up, we have forgotten how fireworks appear in the sky; we have forgotten how we used to enjoy seeing those fireworks in our childhood. As we don't get identified with crackers and enjoy the firework, we shall not get identified with our thoughts too. The festival (Diwali) comes and reminds you how to live life, how to celebrate it; we must celebrate it in such a manner that every day in our lives is like Diwali (the festival of lights). Every thought of "I" is like that cracker, we could see that rise and fuse in the sky of consciousness. If we understand the true essence of the festival and learn to celebrate in the real sense then every day will become Diwali for us, i.e., every day will be as euphoric as the celebration of a festival. This is what is meant by being able to burst fireworks properly. Coming back to the story of the weak kid; we already know that the kid started feeling special and aloof from others and started bleating as "Mae Mae". Well, "Mae "in Hindi means "I"; so this "Mae Mae" bleating of the kid has an ironic undertone of the kid developing a feeling of being special and separate from others. This feeling of being separate is the "real ego". Everyone took great care of the kid because it was weak, but so much of extra attention made the kid feel that it is something special. The kid failed to understand that it was getting all this attention due to his shortcomings; instead it started feeling as a V.I.P. (started feeling very special).