My athan Charles has started a blog. He lives in Dubai. If you are wondering why I'm calling him athan, it is b'cos i was given strict instructions by my cousin sister Sudha - not to call him by his name. Traditions, respect et all at play. Anyways, i enjoy calling him athan.
Charles athan has stared a new blog and i was touched by one of his posts. I have quoted it here for your pleasure.
Snow fell heavily on the mountains of Ras Al Khaimah on Friday night due to the cold spell that has engulfed the country. My daughters and I were out that evening and they were hugging on to me for warmth. This reminded me of a story which I told them. The story of the ‘porcupines in the Ice Age’.
During the ice age many animals died because of the cold. Seeing this situation, the porcupines decided to group together, so they wrapped up well and protected one another.
But they hurt one another with their thorns, and so then they decided to stay apart from one another.
They started to freeze to death again. So they had to make a choice: either they vanished from the face of the earth or they accepted their neighbor’s thorns.
They wisely decided to stay together again. They learned to live with the small wounds that a very close relationship could cause, because the most important thing was the warmth given by the other.
And in the end they survived.
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3 comments:
Hey Ammu
I did want to go public :-). I am not a good writer as you are.
Cheers anyway.
ATHAN
I hope all the porcupines bathed regularly.In Rasalkaimah there are a lot of pakisthani porcupines who dont bath.Cannot even travel with those porcupines in a bus.Too stinky fellows.I would prefer to be in snow and die.
Brilliant story - please convey my regards to your athaan for sharing this story :-) This is probably the only FWD I ever made in life... :-)
Couldnt resist,
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