Last few weeks have pushed most of us to
live and work in different circumstances than we were all used to in our lives.
With change comes a flood of emotions. I have been witnessing some of these
emotions in me, my friends, my family and so on. I thought I will write
something to just plant some thoughts on handling these. Below is my 1st
attempt (a Short story that I wrote, ideally for Children; but we all can,
hopefully use some of the lesson). I have a few other emotions that I would pen
down stories, Anecdotes or notes about in the days to come, if you like this
one. Please comment and share your thoughts. This is stop 1 on the Emotions Trip ....
And this is how the story goes…..
Cloud had always been a wanderer. Kept moving from one place to
another. So, he could never have any friends. Also, him staying so much above
most of the land did not make it easy to even get introduced to anyone. But
one day while he was crossing the “Immaculate Island”, that changed. The “Glowing
Mountain” on the island, that had its head always sticking closer to the cloud,
smiled and said hello! Cloud had never been addressed directly by anyone, so it
Did not know what to say. but soon it learnt, wanderers can pick a thing or two
while roaming. That started a friendship between the mountain and the cloud which
went on for no one know how long.
One month when the weather had been unnaturally harsh, cloud
returned to the island. The cloud must have been tired and upset over past days
with weather harshness and lonely journeys. It looked too grey and gloomy.
Mountain knew that when his friend cloud is grey; that means he is storing a
lot and can rain very hard. But Mountain also knew that with already
cold weather a harsh rain can harm the birds and animals occupying its slopes
and caves. So, mountain asked cloud if he can spare the rain to save the birds
and animals in the trees were already wary of the cold. Cloud was upset and in
no mood to listen. He was already too grey, filled and ready to burst.
Mountain continued pleading with the cloud and that made cloud
angrier; but somehow mountain missed seeing that. Then the mountain smiled and teasingly
said, “My friend stop being stubborn and let me tell you something that will
make you happy.”
But the clouds anger had grown, especially after hearing the
word stubborn. He didn’t even acknowledge anything that mountain had said
after that word. Cloud just got into a fit of rage and roared. And everyone
know clouds roar is nothing but thunder. With the loud thunder a lighting bolt
left the cloud and struck the peak of the mountain. Cloud in that moment
realized that he had gone too far in his anger. But it was too late. The
damage was done. Mountains head which always stayed closer to the cloud was
already destroyed with the thunder bolt and rolling towards the feet of the
mountain.
That was the last time Cloud was addressed as " my
friend". That one moment of anger had taken cloud’s only friend for all
eternity. And cloud will live ages to mourn that and regret his anger.
The local folks on Immaculate island say, the cloud still
regrets and always shed tears while crossing the Immaculate island and looking
at the severed head of the only friend he had. Those tears fall as drizzle on
the island giving life to all, but cloud could never get his friend back. Such
is the consequence of anger.
Anger, if not controlled, is the moment of thunder
striking the mountain, just one moment can cause ever-lasting damage.
Heart touching story. Yes that is one moment when we need to keep ourselves calm
ReplyDeleteTruly bhai .. a constant reminder ever
DeleteIt is true if one contror's his anger just for few seconds position will change
ReplyDeleteThanks
DeleteReminding that constany
Lovely saga Bhai.
ReplyDeleteAnger alwase destroy good thoughts its
ReplyDeletenice lesso
Thanks
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