I have been a
misfit since childhood. I knew that no one understood me, not even my father.
He once said, "You are not a madman, fit to be put in a madhouse, nor are
you a monk to be put in a monastery. I just don't know what you are!"
I replied: "You know, father, I can tell you what it is like. Once, an egg of a duck was placed under a hen to be hatched. When the egg hatched, the duckling walked along with the mother hen until they came to a pond. The duckling took a nice dip in the water while the hen stayed on the bank and clucked."
"Now, my dear father, after having tried the sea I find it my home. If you choose to stay on the shore, is it my fault? Am I to be blamed for this?"
People are born to be what they are.
(Shams Tabrezi ...A Sufi Mystic Saint)
No comments:
Post a Comment