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  To learn the morale of " Slow and steady wins the race ", we have always referred to the story of the Hare and Tortoise. There is yet another tale to showcase the magic of patience and persistence . The story goes like this- It had taken the villagers a long time and had cost them a fortune, but they reasoned that it had been necessary to build a wall to protect their water supply from possible theft by their neighbors in the next village.  One hot summer day, a man was passing through the area, but his thirst overwhelmed him. As he staggered slowly along the wall, taking advantage of the little shade it provided, he hoped to find a way to the stream to sate his thirst. The sound of the running water was unmistakable, and soon the poor, thirsty man was unable to take another step. He spent his last remaining strength climbing the wall to at least catch a glimpse of the running water on the other side.  When he reached the top, he instinctively scooped up a handful of m...

  It was during one of the prime lockdown days of the Covid times that I heard a reference to this story while listening to a podcast by Jordan Peterson. And recently, I found this storybook in one of the bookstores. This is a kid’s story that has gently stuck with me like a tattoo. The title of the story is “ There's No Such Thing as a Dragon ” by Jack Kent. The storybook has impactful colors and simple language. The story goes like this- One fine morning a young boy named Billy Bixee awakens in his room to find a small dragon, "about the size of a kitten," in his bedroom. Billy has never seen a dragon before and, as any child would be, he is curious about the new visitor and pats its head. But when Billy goes downstairs and tells his mother about the dragon, she says “there’s no such thing as a dragon”. Confused, Billy returns to his room and trusting his mother’s judgment ignores the dragon’s bid for a pat on the head. After all, there’s no sense putting something that...

  Disclaimer- The contents of the post are the outcome of the rigorous search, several readings and experiences, and self-reflection Have you ever had a wish? A desire for which you toiled hard (and smart) day and night? A hope for which you prayed to the almighty with the purest of spirit? And yet, the result was not as you aspired!! Well, it indeed has happened with me… numerous times. In such moments, self-loathe is at its pinnacle. Nothing seems to make sense. There is an interim loss of faith. The suspicion of being a failure. It appears that there is a big conspiracy against me by God!!  However, to my greatest revelation, this greatest failure began to make some sense. Probably because those disappointing times have either spared me from committing the biggest mistakes of my life or have expanded my maturity box. As they say, occasionally, destiny has something else designed. Every choice is an opportunity to get closer to a divine life purpose, especially the choices t...

                                               Disclaimer- This is a 900 years old classic anecdote by Rumi. Rumi was a 13th-century Persian poet, philosopher, and mystic whose poems have been translated into numerous languages. Many years ago, a Persian merchant was given a beautiful parrot as a gift by his Indian trading collaborators. He kept the parrot in a formidable cage, where he could watch her and listen to her melodious song every day when he lounged after his long hours at the job. The time of year came when he generally toured to India on a buying trip, and as is customary he asked his household help what they wanted him to bring back as gifts for them. Each person asked for something near to his or her heart, and so did the little green parrot. “My dear master, my heart desires nothing from my motherland,” she said morosely. “But, should you come across a ...

Sky is the limit...Fly High Disclaimer- This retelling is coming/illustrated from the recollection of my childhood story told by my mother. Once there was a king who received a gift of two magnificent falcons. They were peregrine falcons, the most beautiful birds he had ever seen. He gave the precious birds to his head falconer to be trained. Months passed, and one day the head falconer informed the king that though one of the falcons was flying majestically, soaring high in the sky, the other bird had not moved from its branch since the day it had arrived. The king summoned healers and sorcerers from all the land to tend to the falcon, but no one could make the bird fly. He presented the task to the member of his court, but the next day, the king saw through the palace window that the bird had still not moved from its perch. Having tried everything else, the king thought to himself, “May be I need someone more familiar with the countryside to understand the nature of this problem....