You
can never know, how little things teach u a millions of lessons and that too in
simple and in millions way. But the urge to be taught should be there inside
us. I never wanted that, somebody would sit by my side and would lecture me
about what to do and what not to do. I have my own plans and speed of their execution.
But it’s also true that most of my plans remain unaccomplished. Why that
happens I will tell you through a story. You know? I always prefer to put my
views or perception through a story, because from a story, a person is free to
choose whichever idea he wants. There should not be any hard-line for learning.
Right? Each person is free to take away whatever he feels is important for him
or her. No one s
One evening, about 8 O'clock or somewhat
around it, I was studying. And suddenly I took me cell phone and started
playing a game. It was a racing game and I tell u, the game was very addictive
with the type of graphics and control it had. I started a race with eight
anonymous racers. Off course they were software made. So race got started. From
the begging I was lagging from others, then I used my NOS which were limited
and started knocking down everyone, but the racer running first was far ahead
from my car. I ran and ran without a wreck but I was not able to beat him and I
lost. So I learned a lesson and decided to use NOS from start as a result I can
knock him down at first half. And I implemented my plan in the next race but
after knocking him down; I hit my car in a stiff curve and wrecked it. So I
lost and learnt that, “I need to go slow in curves. And again started racing
with other 8 but again lost as I was slow in curves, other knocked me down. So
I lost and learnt “irrespective of how stiff the curve is you have to run fast.
Otherwise there is no point of running”. And next 10 to 15 races I played,
I focused on how to go fast in curves and I was quite able doing
that. But still I was out of win because I was not saving any NOS for
the final 200 meter. So next 5 6 races I played, I focused on minimizing the
use of NOS on unnecessary occasions and to save them for the crucial time as we
prefer to save food before cyclone. And I was able to do it, but could not win
the race. I was almost perfect in all the sections of the race but the matter
was to achieve them all in a single race. I kept on playing and playing and at
last I won. When my car went pass through finish line I throw my cell phone on to
the pillow about a hand away from me with the celebration in game running
through it. And I said in pride “You know guys, men's best success
comes after their most disappointment", and went to bathroom to get
freshen up. When I returned I was happy, relaxed, and was feeling like a king
returning from a winning war. When I entered our room I saw one of my
friend is watching that celebration which was still going on inside the game
and in my heart and mind too and he looked at me and said " You
lost". And started focusing on his copy in which he was writing since
evening. But I was so reluctant and so stubborn to accept it. I asked, “Can’t u
see that celebration? That happens for winners only”. He smiled and hit me with
his utmost weapon, “its 12.45. And I have given you a clue”. I stared at the
table clock and it was going even further. All those celebrations were still
going on only in that cell phone but repentance had taken a place in my heart.
I lost my most valuable 4 and more hours and even losing more by thinking that
I have lost. Then I came up with the biggest lesson of the day and that was
" winning a game is like losing in real life, irrespective of how many
attempts you have made to touch that height" and thus I decided not to
make myself addicted to anything other than what I want. But still I play that
game sometime, but never taken a challenge.... If I do so, every time I play
I will be end up at the losing end. This rule may apply for you as well.
Now you are free to think what to take away from this story. That stubborn attitude to try again and again or
the lesion after trying a ludicrous task
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