There are times when one feels lost, one feels cornered or left out. One feels that everything or everyone has changed around him. One realises that nothing is constant around us, everything undergoes change. Sometimes, it happens that you don't know what is wrong but you feel that something is wrong. Sometimes, you don't know the reason but you feel elated. Some days, you are in a jolly mood. Sometimes, there is gloom all around you. You need to experience dejection to know how good one feels when in high spirits.You need to perceive darkness to know the real meaning of light. Remember Shit happens sometimes, but one should try to mould oneself accordingly.
A little story which will make my point crystal clear.
Once upon a time, there lived a kingfisher whose name was 'Kinky'. Kinky was blissfully ignorant. He lived beside a reservoir which had loads of fishes. He never had an off day. There was plenty of food for him in the reservoir. Time flew by and humans started poking their 'thing' even in 'kinky' matters. Fishes reduced due to all the excessive pollution and human intervention. The reservoir was overused and 'Kinky' felt that something was wrong. The number of fishes reduced, but still he didn't care since he was getting plenty. That is our nature, though we feel something is wrong we won't care until the last moment. So, 'kinky' kept procrastinating his endeavours to satisfy his 'carnal' needs. But, Allzzz Not Well always. One day, he dipped his long organ his beak into the water. And, he found a plastic bottle instead of tasty fishes. He searched the waters, but the fishes were gone. Kinky's eyes opened to the naked reality. Kinky dear couldn't dip his beak into the fishes anymore.
He still imagined swarm of fishes playing in the pool. But, he started starving. It was a first for him. He had never thought that this could happen. One fine day, he wakes up and finds no fish to dip his beak in!!! This thought even hadn't formed in the wildest and kinkiest of his dreams. He had dreams earlier in which he would be devouring the fishes in every style possible.
Kinky left the reservoir and started venturing into virgin territories. But these virgin territories didn't have fishes to dig on. In one of these territories, he met Cain. Cain was a long necked crane who lived in marshy areas. He had never ventured into fresh water lakes and hence had to have a diet which ranged from rodents to insects to even plants. He seldom feasted on fishes since it was a scarce commodity there. Kinky now was starving to death. His vibrant colours had become pale and he had become too weak to fly any further.
Kinky now knew the reason of his condition- he was too lazy to think about the disappearing fishes, he wasn't accepting the fact that times have changed. He knew that he should have thought of this earlier. He realised the importance of backups in these crunch situations. He became friends with Cain. Cain taught him how to eat worms. Kinky felt very demeaning at first, but he realised that if he has to survive, he needs other options. He ate worms and then frogs and even plants.
After weeks of this new diet, Kinky wanted to go back to his reservoir. But, he didn't know whether it will be fruitful or not. One day, they saw fishes in the marshy waters. Both, Kinky and Cain made handsome picks and had enough fishes to last the next two days. Kinky, now when he thrusted his beak into the fish felt different. It felt rewarding to gobble up fish. He now actually relished the taste of its meat.
He devoured the fishes taking his own sweet time and savouring each bit of it. He kept his spirits high even when he didn't have fishes to feast on. Since he now understood the actual relish and never complained while eating degraded worms and plants. He felt that its always better to adapt to changes, since you need to evolve into a better being.
This story took its shape in my mind as I started writing this post. One should always adapt to changes however bizarre and unconventional one is. "Kinky", was conventional first, he never tasted anything other than fishes. But, then he was forced to change tastes and Cain helped him in this. The kingfisher finally did justice to his name, "kinky" by trying out different tastes. People should embrace changes and mould themselves according to it. If you are not the one bringing about a change, then you yourself should change with the world.These changes throw you out of your comfort zone and show you the stark reality. If you are conventional, you are like the people who don't have a name. They are just people. They have lost their individuality since they are not different. If one wants to make it big, one has to be 'Kinky'.
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