ಮತ್ತೇ.... ಯಾವುದರ ಬಗ್ಗೆಯಾದರೂ ಹುಚ್ಚು ಹಿಡಿದು ಮಾಡಿದಾಗ ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಹುಟ್ಟುವಂಥದ್ದು ವಿಶಿಷ್ಟವಾಗಿಯೇ ಇರುತ್ತೆ... ಗೀತೆ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದನ್ನು ಒಪ್ಪುತ್ತೇನೆ, ಎಲ್ಲರೂ ಮಾಡುವಂಥದ್ದನ್ನು ಸುಮ್ಮನೆ follow ಮಾಡದೆ ಅದರ ಆಚೆ ನಿಂತು ನೋಡಿದರೇನೇ ಅಸಾಧಾರಣವಾದದ್ದು ಏನೋ ಸಿಗುವುದು!Title: ಜಯಂತ ಕಾಯ್ಕಿಣಿಯವರಿಂದ ಕದ್ದದ್ದು
ಸೌಮ್ಯ ,
ReplyDelete'ತೆರದಷ್ಟೇ ಬಾಗಿಲು' -ತುಂಬ ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿದೆ. ಅದಕ್ಕೆ ಪೂರಕವಾಗಿ ನನಿಗೆ ಬಂದಿದ್ದ ಪತ್ರ ಕಳುಹಿಸ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದೀನಿ
'Gold Fish'
"When I was a kid, I saw plenty of goldfish in the houses of my friends, and I remember wondering why so many people would want to keep such small, unexciting creatures as pets.
Then one day, when I was about ten years old, I went on a school field trip to a botanical garden that had a pond stocked with fish. One especially large, brilliantly colored fish stood out to me.
"What kind of fish is that one?" I asked our guide.
"That's a goldfish," she replied.
I was confused. "Aren't goldfish supposed to be small?" I asked with a note of 9-year-old sarcasm.
"Not at all," she replied. "Goldfish will grow even larger than these. It really just depends on the size of their environment."
I took in the information and determined to never again show myself so ignorant about goldfish, but it was years before I understood the broader lesson.
How often have I been like a goldfish in a fishbowl? How often have I limited myself by my perception of my world? Worse still, how many times have I put others in a small bowl in my mind? How many times have I written off someone as insignificant or unexciting? How many times have I failed to see others' potential to grow?
How much more could I achieve if I forgot my perceived limitations and dared to swim beyond the boundaries I've set for myself? And what would happen if I moved others from their small bowls into the ocean of limitless possibilities?"
After reading the above i remember this
ReplyDeleteI had this poem when I was in 1st PUC-
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
In this author had 2 roads and one he has to choose.
ReplyDeletethe 1st road is the one which was taken by elders and most of the people and he knew where it will or may end
the 2nd one is the one only very few have taken.
The author decides to take the 2nd one and succeed at the end