Musings

I always loved parables, especially the ones my grandma told me. She was in better health back then. She didn’t know a lot of stories so I used to listen on a “repeat playlist” mode. Every tale would repeat in a few days but I used to listen ebulliently. The reason for divulging all this is that yesterday I received a text from a friend. It was in response to this, “You always wanted to study elsewhere. Why did you change your plans?” “I made a ridiculous mistake while selecting the preferences in the first counselling round. The seats filled out and I had to settle for this. Now, I am doomed. I wish I wouldn’t have made that mistake. If I was a little careful, things would’ve been different. I am stuck now and this place sucks. What should I do?”, he stated in the reply. My grandma made a similar mistake back in the 60s. She couldn’t get the college she wanted. Kidding ! :P She told me a story which I still remember. Once there was a king who had a very o...