Good morning! It is embarrassing to see a lady bragging (boasting) about her beauty and muttering obnoxious (unpleasant) things like ‘there is a bevy (crowd) of men waiting for me. With a mere wave of my hand, I can make anyone do anything’. and it is humbling to see huge celebrities like Mr Bachchan introduce themselves like a common man with an “I’m Amitabh Bachchan”.
If anything, we should be humbled with the presence of any of these things in our lives — be it beauty, wealth or power and not go awry.
We are all at a liberty to live in our own quixotic (dreamy, impractical) world, where we are the ultimate human beings; however, there is nothing more alluring (attractive) than ‘humility’ (modesty). ‘Actions speak louder than words’ is not merely an idiom; it is a universal truth—let your work make you great, not your words. Here’s an interesting story:
Once upon a time, a juggler came to a village. The juggler went from town to town, earning some money from his show. He began his act at the square in the village. While everyone was enjoying the show, a naughty boy started to make fun of the clown, telling him to leave the village. The shouts and insults made the juggler nervous, and he dropped one of his juggling balls. Some others in the crowd started booing the juggler for his mistake. Embarrassed, the juggler left.
He ran off, leaving four of the juggling balls. But neither the clown nor his juggling balls were in any way ordinary. At night, each one of the balls magically turned into a naughty boy, just like the one who had shouted insults at the clown. All except one ball, that turned into another juggler. For the whole of the next day, the copies of the naughty boy walked around the village, making trouble for everyone. In the afternoon, the copy of the juggler started his juggling show, and the same thing, that had happened the previous day, was repeated. But, this time, there were four naughty boys shouting, instead of one. Again, the juggler had to run off, leaving another four balls behind.
Once more, at night, three of those balls turned into copies of the naughty boy, and one turned into a juggler. And so the same story repeated itself for several days until the village was filled with naughty boys who would leave no one in peace. The village elders decided to put an end to all this. They made sure that none of the naughty boys would disrespect or insult anyone. When the juggler’s show began, the elders prevented the boys from uttering even a word. So the juggler managed to finish his show, and could spend that night in the village.
That night, three of the copies of the naughty boy disappeared, and the same happened until only the juggler and the original naughty boy remained.
The boy, and everyone in the village, had been shown just how far they could go. From then on, instead of making visitors run away, that village made every effort to make sure that visitors would spend a nice day there. The villagers had discovered just how much a humble travelling juggler could teach with his show.
End of the story.
Shall we then aim to be like the juggler and learn a thing or two about humility? Who knows when the tables turn and we find ourselves on the ground. It’s true, isn’t it that ‘pride comes before the fall’?
This is it for today.