Tipu set out on his journey to Ithaca.Merrily and happily he went on without any worries, free as a bird…
On his way he came to pond Pristine... it was the most beautiful place he had ever seen in his life! There were ducks in it, beautiful flowers on its banks...The pond was full of rare colorful fish... it was heavenly indeed.
He was elated!On its banks he set his tent... and took it for his home for a few days.He took care of it and loved it more than himself...Every flower and fish loved him and he loved them back…
All was beautiful till came a gang of demons.They started to call the pond their own.They did not like Tipu’s presence nor the love for him...
One day then from the bottom of the pond came up an ugly monster.He killed the flowers, the ducks and the fish and left the pond lifeless.
The demons found a reason to blame Tipu. They said it was his fault that the monster stayed there.. that he should have taken care and not let it grow,it was Tipu’s fault the flowers are dead and so are the fish...Tipu, who was oh-so-broken already, did not fight back.
The demons then removed the monster.They wanted to take it far away from the pond...
They asked Tipu to carry it, coz they said it was his fault after all.Tipu did not refuse for he was too broken… They put the beast on his back and asked him to go away, To leave his pond Pristine forever to never come back again.and to carry the monster all the way..
Today Tipu has come far away from the place he loved so dearlyStill missing it, still loving it.The monster too is still there…it sits on Tipu’s back all the time. Carrying the monster baggage makes Tipu oh-so-tired.It keeps him from enjoying any other beauty on his way…It reminds him constantly of pond Pristine…
Wonder why he never put the monster down.Why did he ever agree to carry it at all?why did he succumb to those demons and take blame for no fault of his...?why did he waste his life carrying the monster on his back?not enjoying the beauty on his way...not singing merrily and happily as he previously did...but instead being gloomy and sad all the while… Did he deserve any of it?
Its time for him to leave the monster here forever and move on...Something he should have done long back.its not too late though... It will be indeed so very light to walk without the baggage..to walk without the heavy beast on his back...to walk freely and without any pain...merrily as had done before he came to pond Pristine!
and thus continue his journey towards Ithaca..may be find another new pond,as beautiful as his pond Pristine...
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I love such posts where the reader goes 'I understand a lot of what you are saying, but there is a lot that don't know and hence cannot comprehend' posts. Emotional equivalent of a suspense thriller.
One can enjoy the beauty of the journey while carrying a monster on one's back. It may force one to sit, rest, and look around (out of sheer fatigue, if nothing else) at places that one would otherwise miss and pass hurriedly through without even giving a glance.
However, one has to acknowledge first that there is a monster and that it is only a monster and militantly believe that someday he/she will be able to get rid of it and that somehow somewhere the dots will all connect.
True story.
So.. i dont quite get it.. But if u r carrying an unwanted monster on your back.. Drop it! Now!!
Like 'em scholars say.. More than the destination, the journey should be beautiful and enjoyable! So if in the pursuit of a far-fetched unknown destination, u r ruining ur journey.. dont!
I guess what you want to say.Please do not carry monster on your back.Enjoy the life to fullest without any burden,be as you are.
@anonymous - 'emotional equivalence of a suspense thriller'... i likes :)
but it wud be nicer to know who you are...
@neha - dont worry sweetheart, this post aint bout me... i ruin none of my journeys... seriously.
@papa - dont worry you too :) the post aint bout me... and i have absolutely no monsters on my back right now... :) and therefore i am as 'me' as i possibly can be!!
Nice post.
I think that Tipu should not compare any other pond with the Prestine Pond because that will lead to frustration more than satisfaction.
I feel expectation (of existence of another pond as beautiful as the Prestine pond) leads to disastrous, if not controlled properly. Prestine pond was special for him and so will be every next pond.
What if I say....
Tipu carries monster far away from the Prisitine pond. So far away that no one can reach such a place. Tipu starts thinking all is his fault and carries the monster on his back day after day, night after night. Then finally one day the monster turns into an angel. He says enough Tipu, you have already suffered a lot. The angel said it was no fault of Tipu and he should not suffer like this. And right at that place the angel built another Pristine Away from Prisitine for Tipu. Tipu was so happy and he also met Tippy there :)
The name of the angel was PP :D
The above comment was a kid in me which woke up after years. Those were the days when moral stories actually worked.
This is one of those rare stories which has made me go back to those days again and learn sincerely from them.
And i m so glad for E,F,G and H :)
@am tam!! awww!!!met tippy!!??! really? who when where?? and if I even remotely played any role in this... wow!! am oh-so-happy!! :)
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@moral stories - i think they always work... when we were kids they were about honesty and being polite and all such simple things... as we grow, so should the stories, to deal with more complicated things like frustrations of job, disillusionment, heartbreaks etc. :) :)
lets write a moral story book for the grownups :)
I am in anytime...
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