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Look to the stars
AMALA EMMANUEL
Two prisoners looked out of prison bars. One looked up and saw
the stars, the other looked down and saw the mud.
When they were released Ravi, who saw the stars, had visions of
coming up in life. He had nowhere to go and no one to help him.
Every time he stopped at a neighbourhood, people would stare and
he felt forced to walk on. He was tired and hungry but the urge
to start again and rise was great. He knew that he would not be
accepted in any community for a long time; especially when on his
forehead was permanently branded "ST" reminding every one that he
was a "Sheep Thief".
After a long walk, tired and exhausted, Ravi sat under a mango0
tree. A parrot pecked at a ripe mango which fell in front of him.
He picked it up, believing it was a sign and ate it. He then
walked on. He reached a green valley and decided to rest. The
mango seed was now his only possession. He planted it and decided
to settle there.
Days later the seed sprouted, Ravi tended the seedling and it
began to thrive. He cleared the area of the weeds and collected
the seeds and seedlings of flowers and fruit trees and planted
them. The stream that ran nearby made the air and the ground cool
and refreshing. Soon the produce of his garden was ready to be
harvested. Women and children from nearby, came to him for fresh
flowers and fruits, greens and vegetables. Everyone found him
courteous, pleasant, cheerful and honest. Ravi was not lonely any
more. He made many friends and his garden became popular.
Years rolled on and a new generation came up. There were now
shady trees, flowering trees and fruit trees as well as vegetable
garden. Ravi allowed the children to come and play in his garden
and pick what they wanted.
They loved him and respected him. Nobody knew what the letters
"ST" on his forehead meant anymore and they decided that it could
only mean "Saint" as he was so kind and honest.
What became of Raghu? On his release, he too walked on but had no
aspirations. He could foresee nothing but gloom and doom and
perhaps, that is what happened to him. Poor Raghu. If only he had
realised that life should not be allowed to slip through his
fingers by living in the past. Nothing is really over until the
moment we stop trying.
Doesn't it take rain to make a rainbow or squeezed lemons to make
lemonade? Sometimes it takes difficulties and hardships to make
us better and stronger people. Even when the situation and
problem seems hopeless, you can transform the situation into a
worthwhile accomplishment making life a joyful adventure.
Every one has a wonderful life, waiting to be lived, to rise with
the sun and follow a dream. When life seems to be dark and
cloudy, it is bound to get better soon, if we create a positive
atmosphere aiming at the stars.
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