There was a village of toy makers.Each family was unique by itself. There were those who made dolls, animal toys and stuffed toys. A small girl lived in a little cozy cottage in that village. She was a puppet maker and a master.
Every night all the toys come to life and all the villagers and toys had a great time playing,dancing and enjoying all sorts of things. That is why the dolls from that village was so special. But a day would come when all the toys were packed and sent to their new homes all over the world. But our little girl had a problem and she never wanted to let her puppets go: in fact she never took the strings off.
Everyone's life in the village is detached,they pour so much life into the dolls , they care and hold those toys to play and one fine day they just let them go, because the new toys are to be made. But the little girl in our story loved being attached to them and they brought love,comfort,joy,happiness to her solitary life. But the toys knew someday .. they have to leave their master and go far away and toys always used to ask their masters to detach the strings whenever the toys wished.
One night fire broke out in the village and all the dolls made by the little girl were burnt into ashes and in the course she burnt her hands and was not able to make dolls anymore. She felt so bad and felt it would have been better if she would have detached the strings and let them go.
This is what happens in real life. We attach ourselves to people and we refuse to detach the strings. But the destiny has a different answer. All the strings attached in life has to go. But when the strings detach without our notice it hurts a lot. Yes we think why it can't just be "Black" and "White" ? Why "Grey"(the color of the ash left after strings detached). Yes, i lost my favorite puppet the other day. Even i never wanted to detach the strings , but my puppet cut the strings and left me.
It is better to detach the strings when time comes , otherwise the inwards tears in the heart leaves a scar and unlike outward tears cannot be wiped out.
"It is the curse of the puppet master. Unlike other toy makers, we become attached to our creations the minute we attach those strings. We help, guide and care for them and so, it is difficult to detach the strings when they come daily in our dreams or in our daily life".... How true?
Relate the same with the your loved ones parents,friends, acquaintance etc.., and will feel How true??? isn't it??
References: Short Story in one of the Local Newspaper.
(Impressed by a small little story in the English tabloid and a blog searched in "Google Blog Search. Moreover one of my friend sharing his feelings when his sister left for USA after marriage)
