Today I was going through some of the old stuff-documents and came across this piece of paper that I had Kept(carefully) long time ago. This paper piece had a story written over it, that was once narrated by a Saint. I read it once more and found it interesting especially in today's political context. So here I am with the story and hope readers will enjoy it.
It was cold and harsh dawn of winters in Himalayas. The conditions were almost inhabitable for living organisms. Although almost all birds from those higher ranges had already migrated to lower places, but there was a small bird staying back perhaps unaware of toughness of Himalayas.
As usual, it had been raining throughout the long winter night and the peaks accumulated some heavy snow overnight.
The bird saw this whole beautiful scenario and childishly started enjoying the beauty. He decided to have a look around and was just about to fly-away in this absolute white world.
As soon as he tried to fly around his wings got frozen due to temperature that was well below zero degree Celsius. He fell on the jungle soil(snow) and slowly and steadily started freezing.
The bird was going to die because of the cold but right then a cow passing by, dropped its dung on the bird and moved away.Now slowly and steadily the bird started gaining heat from dung over him.
Inside the heap of dung, he soon became warm enough and once again started chirping.
At that very moment a cat was passing by and the cat heard chirping of the bird, buried under the heap of dung.
Cat went there, got the bird out of dung and ate it for its breakfast.
MORAL: Not everyone that shits on you is your Enemy.
AND Not everyone who gets you out of the shit is your friend or well-wisher.
How all of this is connected to current Indian Politics??????
I will leave it to you, to decide and comment.
It was cold and harsh dawn of winters in Himalayas. The conditions were almost inhabitable for living organisms. Although almost all birds from those higher ranges had already migrated to lower places, but there was a small bird staying back perhaps unaware of toughness of Himalayas.
As usual, it had been raining throughout the long winter night and the peaks accumulated some heavy snow overnight.
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| Images Of Birds |
As soon as he tried to fly around his wings got frozen due to temperature that was well below zero degree Celsius. He fell on the jungle soil(snow) and slowly and steadily started freezing.
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| small beautiful Bird |
Inside the heap of dung, he soon became warm enough and once again started chirping.
At that very moment a cat was passing by and the cat heard chirping of the bird, buried under the heap of dung.
Cat went there, got the bird out of dung and ate it for its breakfast.
MORAL: Not everyone that shits on you is your Enemy.
AND Not everyone who gets you out of the shit is your friend or well-wisher.
How all of this is connected to current Indian Politics??????
I will leave it to you, to decide and comment.
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