Am so glad I lost the race but....

Am so glad I lost the race but....

Did you know that there is other side of the story, of the tortoise and the Hare? The hares version let me tell you the story from a different point of view… I met the Hare and sat down with him for a heart to heart talk. This is what he had to say after we spent the better part of a balmy summer afternoon getting to know one other. It was a wonderful experience, believe me. “Yes, I am the hare who lost. No, I did not get lazy or complacent. Let me explain. I was hopping over the meadows near the hills and looked back to realize that the tortoise was nowhere to be seen. Assured of my healthy lead, I decided to take a short nap under the large banyan tree near the pond. The anticipation of the race had kept me up all night. For days, that old silly tortoise had boasted about his ability to plod for hundreds of miles without stopping. Life is a marathon, he said, not a sprint. I wanted to show him that I could run both far and fast. The shade of the tree was like an umbrella.

I found an almost oval rock, covered it with grass, and turned it into a makeshift pillow. I could hear the leaves rustling and the bees buzzing – it felt they were collaborating and even conspiring to put me to sleep. And it didn’t take them long to succeed. I saw myself drifting on a log in a beautiful stream of water. As I came near the shore, I found an old man, with a flowing beard, sitting on a rock in a meditative pose. He opened his eyes, gave me an all-knowing smile, and asked: “Who are you?” “I am a hare. I am running a race.”

“Why?”

“To prove to all the creatures in the jungle that I am the fastest.”

“Why do you want to prove that you are the fastest?”

“So that I get a medal which will give me status which will give me money which will get me food…”

“There is already so much food around.” He pointed to the forest in the distance. “Look at all those trees laden with fruits and nuts, all those leafy branches” “I also want respect. I want to be remembered as the fastest hare who ever lived.”

“Do you know the name of the fastest deer or the largest elephant or the strongest lion who lived a thousand years before you?”

“No.”

“Today you have been challenged by a tortoise. Tomorrow, it will be a snake. Then it will be a zebra. Will you keep racing all your life to prove that you are the fastest?

“Hmm. I didn’t think about it. I don’t want to race all my life.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I want to sleep under a banyan tree on a makeshift pillow while the leaves rustle and the bees buzz. I want to hop over the meadows near the hills and swim in the pond.”

“You can do all these things this very moment.

Forget the race. You are here today but you will be gone tomorrow.”

I woke up from my sleep.

The ducks in the pond looked happy. I jumped into the pond, startling them for a moment.

They looked at me quizzically. “Weren’t you supposed to be racing with the tortoise today?”

“It’s pointless An exercise in futility. All I want is to be here

Hopefully, someday, someone will tell the world my story , ???????? ?? ???????? ?????? ???????? ?????? ?????? ???????? ???? ???????? !!

*Reflection by Dr Anjana?https://www.dhirubhai.net/in/anjanavinod

Reflect in life what race are we running and trying to prove to whom and will winning this race end the competition or will a new race start??

Remember life is a journey not a race don't waste your time comparing ursellf to others focus on getting ur best version out Its not about what the world will say about you but what you tell yourself that really matters. Life is all about living it today yesterday is gone why regret tomorrow hasn't come why worry today is the moment cherishing it is life ultimately. Life is a rely race u keep passing the baton of one challenge after another till we reach our final destination the ultimate finish line of life but if u drop the baton u get a chance to admire the beauty around and enjoy and create ur life.. Lets in life decide to Stop racing and competing and?I live our life according to our standards and not to those of the world. Dont regret losing a race as along as U R ENJOYING LIFE

MILIND LOTLIKAR

Vice President - Human Resources at Ampersand Group

3 年

Different perspective of the story that would compel you to look at life differently

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Sushma Nair

HR Business Partner | Talent Strategy | Employee Engagement | Compensation & Benefits | HR Operations

3 年

That's such a beautifully put other side of the story.. Thank-you Anjana ji

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Ashley C Vinil

Director of Learning - Haggai International | Visually Lifting Leaders to learn, influence, and facilitate transformation with love & truth

3 年

Interesting perspective Dr Anjana Vinod Kumar (Her /She)

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