Story narration had once been our most popular and refreshing entertainment in our primitive societies which were devoid of modern facilities. On the other hand, story narration had also served as sleeping tablet for us. I still remember our siblings fighting over the place near to our grandpa to listen stories from him. Our grandpa would never deny our request and he would be narrating the stories one after another until he finds us all asleep. I also remember, going out to sleep with brother Sherab because he would have a collection of hilarious stories which would make me laugh to the tears and would also make me stomach ache owing to incessant laughing. But now with the advent of modern infrastructure like TV, Radio, computers, phones etc...our traditional customs and cultures are gradually diminishing like a fading color. Nowadays we can see almost all the people regardless of sex and age, watching TV, listening to musics and playing games in the computer. So I sometimes wonder that can there be a single person who is keen interested in listening to a story?? I have a big doubt on it. We can't let our valuable cultures and customs disappear just that way. It is our responsibilities to preserve. So, I as one of the responsible citizens of our nation, let me share a short story to rejuvenate our valuable customs and also to
make you all realize the changes we have gone through. Here it begins......
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.One day a small opening appeared.He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.Then it stopped, as if it couldn’t go further.So the man decided to help the butterfly.He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.The butterfly emerged easily but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch it,expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge and expand enough to support the body,Neither happened!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around.It was never able to fly.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand:
The restricting cocoon and the struggle required by the butterfly to get through the opening
was a way of forcing the fluid from the body into the wings so that it would be ready for flight once that was achieved. Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives.
Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.We will not be as strong as we could have been
and we would never fly.
Hope you all have enjoyed the story....
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.One day a small opening appeared.He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.Then it stopped, as if it couldn’t go further.So the man decided to help the butterfly.He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.The butterfly emerged easily but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch it,expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge and expand enough to support the body,Neither happened!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around.It was never able to fly.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand:
The restricting cocoon and the struggle required by the butterfly to get through the opening
was a way of forcing the fluid from the body into the wings so that it would be ready for flight once that was achieved. Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives.
Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.We will not be as strong as we could have been
and we would never fly.
Hope you all have enjoyed the story....
I used to have many short folk tales stored in my brain. But now I having become elder to many and I having to remember many things other than those stories, I have lost many of those interesting stories. I think it must be a time I have to listen those stories from you. Anyway nice read bro. Keep blogging...
ReplyDeleteYou are right bro..but still then You will have few worth-narrating folk tales..I am pretty sure of that..I had a great childhood life with you...Though you had narrated a number of folk tales, none of them are in my mind...haha....anyway thanks for ur read bro.....
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