As all stories go....A long long time ago.....
There was once a fisherman. He seemed to be overly fond of fish. He was already a big fisherman in his locality but he wanted to become better known for his prowess. So he set out on the seven seas, made friends with creatures like the mermaids and the such.
They advised him, "Set out towards the south. You will get many riches and your fame will grow." The fisherman took these words to heart and he began making preparations to set out. But he was confused about the destination. South could mean anything.
By then, unknown to him the mermaids had passed word about him and his prowess to her friends in the south. As word passed from ear to ear, a village head decided that he would like the fisherman to be a part of their village. Soon representatives from the village approached the fisherman and promised him riches. The only thing he had to do was to tell everyone that he was a part of the village and fish for them. They promised him that he could select people who would help him in this big mission entrusted to him.
Swayed by the promises of the riches and the big name he would have, he agreed. He traveled to the south seas and settled with the villagers. As promised, he began to get the riches every month. But he found that he had to many a things for the village in return for these riches or else he would get berated.
Almost an year had gone by since the fisherman joined the villagers. But the fisherman did not have any friends. The people in the south, in the new village did not understand him. The representatives who had come to meet him earlier now ignored him though he had the same status as them. The others made fun of him behind his back.
Things did not seem too great for the fisherman. But he wanted to stay here awhile. He wanted to prove his mettle if nothing else. He moves and still moves stoically forward.
He thought to himself,"Let them say what they want. Let them do what they want. I will prove my worth. I will give what I can and take what I may. And then....Then I will leave this place and move on to bigger...better things...."
And so the story ends...At least for now...Don't rage at me now. Like I said, I am waiting for the story to complete. But this story teller feels that the northern winds will blow and our fisherman will pack up his bags and leave...leave for good....from a place where no one understand him and does not talk to him to a place where he would fit in much much more....So until further progress on this...Adieu...
There was once a fisherman. He seemed to be overly fond of fish. He was already a big fisherman in his locality but he wanted to become better known for his prowess. So he set out on the seven seas, made friends with creatures like the mermaids and the such.
They advised him, "Set out towards the south. You will get many riches and your fame will grow." The fisherman took these words to heart and he began making preparations to set out. But he was confused about the destination. South could mean anything.
By then, unknown to him the mermaids had passed word about him and his prowess to her friends in the south. As word passed from ear to ear, a village head decided that he would like the fisherman to be a part of their village. Soon representatives from the village approached the fisherman and promised him riches. The only thing he had to do was to tell everyone that he was a part of the village and fish for them. They promised him that he could select people who would help him in this big mission entrusted to him.
Swayed by the promises of the riches and the big name he would have, he agreed. He traveled to the south seas and settled with the villagers. As promised, he began to get the riches every month. But he found that he had to many a things for the village in return for these riches or else he would get berated.
Almost an year had gone by since the fisherman joined the villagers. But the fisherman did not have any friends. The people in the south, in the new village did not understand him. The representatives who had come to meet him earlier now ignored him though he had the same status as them. The others made fun of him behind his back.
Things did not seem too great for the fisherman. But he wanted to stay here awhile. He wanted to prove his mettle if nothing else. He moves and still moves stoically forward.
He thought to himself,"Let them say what they want. Let them do what they want. I will prove my worth. I will give what I can and take what I may. And then....Then I will leave this place and move on to bigger...better things...."
And so the story ends...At least for now...Don't rage at me now. Like I said, I am waiting for the story to complete. But this story teller feels that the northern winds will blow and our fisherman will pack up his bags and leave...leave for good....from a place where no one understand him and does not talk to him to a place where he would fit in much much more....So until further progress on this...Adieu...
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