Monday, September 20, 2010

A lovely girl and the lake

This is a small story of a beautiful girl and a placid lake. Somewhere far in the forests, there was a beautiful girl living nearby a peaceful lake, flowing like a soothing breeze. Lake was really appealing due to the lots of blossoming lotus flowers and the green valley visible in the top layer of lake. The girl’s beauty was no less than lake’s. She was incredible having big blue eyes, long hairs and impeccable body.

She used to knelt besides the lake, almost daily, and contemplate her own beauty. Talking to the lake while staring at her (saw her beauty in the lake), the girl became accustomed to lake’s company. However, she was so obsessed with herself and her beauty that one day she fell into the lake and drowned. A flower was born at the spot where the girl drowned and the flower was disparate from others, very beautiful like the girl.

After few days, the goddess of forest appeared and found that the lake, which had fresh water, has transformed into a salty lake.
Goddess asked the lake: “Why are you weeping?”
Lake replied: “I weep for the girl”

“Aah no surprise that you weep for her, you and girl were so accustomed to each other. Everyone pursued her in the forest but she knelt beside you everytime and contemplate her beauty”, goddess said.

“Was she too beautiful?” asked the lake.

“Who know better than you? After all, you were the one who could appraise her beauty at close hand” goddess said in great wonder.

The lake and goddess were silent for few moments.

Then the lake said: “I weep for the poor girl, but I never noticed her extreme beauty. I weep because each time she knelt beside my banks, I could see, my own beauty reflected in depth of her eyes”

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What a lovely story!!

Moral: God created the beautiful world so that, through its visible objects, we could understand his power of creation and admire the nature. Unlike the lake and the girl, who were obsessed with their own beauties, we must admire the beauty of others.

Disclaimer: The story is not one of own creations. I read the context somewhere and, here, it is re-framed in my own words and the moral, which I inferred.

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