As much as I would hate to accept, I had/have been fearful. A lot of my thoughts and actions were governed by the fear of failure, the fear of rejection or the fear of letting down people who believe in me.
I read a really beautiful story online yesterday and I was so deeply moved, I couldn’t resist sharing it with you all. The essence of the story is :
Life is like a tree. The people in your life are either three things.
Some people are in your life for a short period….
Others there for a few years….
And a few others are there for a lifetime….
They are either a leaf, a branch or a root on your life tree.
Around some time in my life, I was deeply devastated on a personal loss. I wept and begged, but nothing seemed to work. It was like I had fallen deep into a pit, from which I simply couldn’t come out. With every passing day, I fell in deeper and deeper. Then one fine day, old friends came by. They threw me a ladder; and helped me climb, a step at a time. Today, I am so much thankful and indebted to them that my words defy me to express my gratitude.