The Sundancer
The year was 2005. That kid belonging to the small town of New England got a bicycle. It was a cool bicycle, 'Sundancer' written on it with 2 trainer wheels. The kid used to drive it all along the alleyways of the town on the supporting training wheels.
Soon, he got rid of those trainer wheels, got really good in riding bicycle. As years passed, he hot a new Bicycle, this time a Hercules which was equipped with a 5 gear transmission system. The Sundancer lost its importance. Its steel rims that held the tyres started rusting. In less than 3 years, Sundancer was nothing more than a rusted machine while on the other hand, Hercules was nailing the roads.
Some more years passed. The Hercules too, got old. The gear transmission got jammed and in no time, it was in the attic. It was Hercules's time to rust now.
What's the implication of this? What do we have to do with some random layman kid's rusty bicycles? There must be thousands of such sundancers and Hercules in the world, rusting their day out.
We always have to make room in our life. You want something new and good, you goota lose something, tomorrow, if not today. Losing an old thing can be delayed, but not prevented. Take people for example. They will come into your life, live with you and go. They have to. Even the most basic relations of man{Parents} come with an expiry date. You just cant ignore that. Eventually you have to let people go, you cant just cling to them for life's wheel demands change.
Soon, he got rid of those trainer wheels, got really good in riding bicycle. As years passed, he hot a new Bicycle, this time a Hercules which was equipped with a 5 gear transmission system. The Sundancer lost its importance. Its steel rims that held the tyres started rusting. In less than 3 years, Sundancer was nothing more than a rusted machine while on the other hand, Hercules was nailing the roads.
Some more years passed. The Hercules too, got old. The gear transmission got jammed and in no time, it was in the attic. It was Hercules's time to rust now.
What's the implication of this? What do we have to do with some random layman kid's rusty bicycles? There must be thousands of such sundancers and Hercules in the world, rusting their day out.
We always have to make room in our life. You want something new and good, you goota lose something, tomorrow, if not today. Losing an old thing can be delayed, but not prevented. Take people for example. They will come into your life, live with you and go. They have to. Even the most basic relations of man{Parents} come with an expiry date. You just cant ignore that. Eventually you have to let people go, you cant just cling to them for life's wheel demands change.
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