I rarely receive email fwds aaaaand finally today I did. It struck me as quite interesting... Below are two short stories w/ a thought provoking(?) message directly pasted from the email. It is followed by a third I'm trying to recall from what I heard a friend narrate.
" 1. The Turtles
A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. The turtles, being naturally slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their outing. Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place. During the second year of their journey they found a place ideal for them at last!
For about six months they cleaned the area, unpacked the picnic basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed. After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was chosen to retrieve the salt from home. Although he was the fastest of the slow moving turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell.. He agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat until he returned. The family consented and the little turtle left.
Three years passed and the little turtle had not returned. Five years...six years... then on the seventh year of his absence, the oldest turtle could no longer contain his hunger. He announced that he was going to eat and began to unwrap a sandwich. At that point the little turtle suddenly popped out from behind a tree shouting, 'See! I knew you wouldn't wait. Now I am not going to go get the salt.'
[Some of us waste our time waiting for people to live up to our expectations. We are so concerned about what others are doing that we do not do anything ourselves.]
2. The Pretty Lady
Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river.
The big monk offered to carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. 'How can big brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?' thought the little monk. But he kept quiet.... The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her. All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet.. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation.
Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. 'How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite The big monk looked surprised and said, 'I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?'
[This very old Chinese Zen story... reflects the thinking of many of us today. We encounter many unpleasant things that make us irritated/angry/bitter/jealous .. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go.. we keep on carrying the baggage of the 'pretty lady' with us.] "
(-fwd from Mridula)
Thoughts on the above are welcome and so is commenting with another short story!! ;-)
Also, yes! I will write what I promised to... sometime next week when I don't have classes at least. This post may seem like a pathetic attempt at 'keeping up with blogging'... believe me its not that it becomes out-of-sight-out-of-mind but its just difficult to pen everything down in a form that can be shared (takes time & effort to make it cryptic, indirect & politically correct, jk! :P). Anyway, I'm determined not to go on a hiatus this time! Look forward to reading lots next week. :-)
The stories were indeed good and thought provoking. Keep posting such stories with morals. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading, Arnab!
ReplyDeleteAh! The third story is the last para? :P
ReplyDeleteI have heard of the second one but the first looked new at least.
Here is a story or rather a small anecdote.. Will leave the moral to the reader..
An exam was due and four friends decided to bunk it and take it a few days later. They decided on a plan and went to the Prof and said when they were coming for the exam, the car tire got punctured (lets assume no other means of transport were available for them) and hence could not make it to the exam. Prof agreed and asked them to retake the exam the following week. They were overjoyed and had an extra week to prepare now. Exam (Retake) day and they had the following question paper.
Q1. What is the chemical formula for Sodium bicarbonate? (5 points)
Q2. Which of your car tires got punctured? (95 points)
P.S Don't ask me if the students were sitting in separate rooms!
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ReplyDelete"A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks right to the top. Rocks about 2" in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. The students laughed. He asked his students again if the jar was full? They agreed that yes, it was. The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. "Now," said the professor, "I want you to recognize that this is your life. The rocks are the important things - your family, your partner, your health, your children - anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you would be nearly destroyed. The pebbles are the other things in life that matter, but on a smaller scale. The pebbles represent things like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else. The small stuff. If you put the sand or the pebbles into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, material things, you will never have room for the things that are truly most important. Pay attention to the things that are critical in your life. Play with your children. Take your partner out to dinner and the movies. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal." Take care of the rocks first - the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just pebbles and sand. "
ReplyDeleteA Crtl (C+P) post deserves a Crtl (C+P) comment :P kiddin' a good fwd from Di!
& seriously, have you mistaken too many pebbles for rocks? Don't stretch yourself so thin. Switching something to a lower priority does not translate to mediocre or detached or apathetic... its OK to do that! Not all people/things/episodes deserve your memory, time & efforts... some are just around to be the sand & let them be that filler!
btw I see a "rock", first one of its kind, in your "mayonnaise jar" from the German poem(?) Needless to say, I cracked the puzzle.
Bala - thanks. The story sounds familiar, but good to read it again! :-)
ReplyDelete'ranya!! - I like everything in the quotation marks ;-) haha jk! Well, you know me well enough to guess that I'm going to disagree with the second paragraph. I have all three in my 'jar' at all times & each of them goes from being a grain of sand to the biggest rock in the jar & vice versa as a function of time (with rare exceptions). :P
last comment - let me remind you of your favorite phrase "missing out on diamonds while busy collecting rocks" ;-) Also I don't think you're equipped to solve the puzzle.
& just fyi 'ranya - do you realize I get emails about comments? So deleting them doesn't mean I can't read them. haha what you wrote was hilarious!
aaah gosh haha fail! Just like you tell me about people deleting a7 re-writing stuff on your Fb wall LOL glad it served to entertain you well :P
ReplyDelete& btw beaten at interpreting one [] equips to interpret the next! (remember?)
'ranya - tmi TMI.
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