Tuesday, June 04, 2013

An old story

I have heard this story long ago. There was a woodcutter who would go to the jungle everyday to cut wood. One day he was cutting a branch of a tree which leaned into a river and his axe fell into the river. Our poor woodcutter was devastated. He sat beside the river and cried. Then the river-Goddess could no longer see his plight, She came out and asked what has happened. On knowing the reason She went in and brought a big gold axe and asked him to take it. Our woodcutter denied that that was not his axe. Then She went in again and brought a silver axe which was also denied by our woodcutter. Finally she gave him back him old iron axe and he was happy. This pleased the Goddess and she blessed him profusely.

Many times in life because of circumstances we are separated from our loved ones and we  miss our loved ones. And people console that no worries, move ahead, you will get many better ones! I would say, thank you very much for your kind support but I need my old iron axe back. Because that was MINE and I could cut the woods with it. I want an axe to make a living and life, not some gold and silver!

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