Once there was a king who received a gift of two magnificent falcons from Arabia. They were peregrine falcons, the most beautiful birds he had ever seen. He gave the precious birds to his head falconer to be trained.

Months passed by and one day the head falconer informed the king that though one of the falcons was flying majestically, soaring high in the sky, the other bird had not moved from its branch since the day it had arrived.

The king summoned healers and sorcerers from all the land to tend to the falcon, but no one could make the bird fly. He presented the task to the member of his court, but the next day, the king saw through the palace window that the bird had still not moved from its perch. Having tried everything else, the king thought to himself, "May be I need someone more familiar with the countryside to understand the nature of this problem." So he cried out to his court, "Go and get a farmer." In
the morning, the king was thrilled to see the falcon soaring high above the palace gardens. He said to his court, "Bring me the doer of this miracle." The court quickly located the farmer, who came and stood before the king. The king asked him, "How did you make the falcon fly?" With his head bowed, the farmer said to the king, " It was very easy, your highness. I simply cut the branch where the bird
was sitting."

We are all made to fly -- to realize our incredible potential as human beings. But instead of doing that, we sit on our branches, clinging to the things that are familiar to us. The possibilities are endless, but these remain undiscovered. One conforms to the familiar, the comfortable, the mundane. Life then tends to be mediocre instead of exciting, thrilling and fulfilling.

Moral of the story, thus, is to destroy the branch of fear we cling to and free ourselves to the glory of flight.

Recieved an email forward with this intersting story, thought should be put up here!
I was first introduced to "R" by a common friend on Orkut in 2006. She was located in US at that time. We exchanged notes (scraps) with some "comments" here and there. Soon we started chatting with each other. She shared her experiences in US and how she wished she could come back to India.

As time passed, I saw her change jobs, experiment in the kitchen, her travels to different places, and all this just over the Internet. You know, I sometimes wonder how life would be without internet! Its an amazing invention!!! I had also seen another side of R...the very helping and caring nature. Everytime she came down to India during her yearly vacation, she would kindly oblige to all her friends' requests of gadgets, gifts... Infact, once I had casually mentioned about different kinds of muffin paper cups available in US. She promptly brought them for me and even couriered them to me. I was amazed!

In May 2010, R came back to India for good. She got a good career oppourtunity and her parents were keen that she come back. Once she was here, she promptly updated me with her new number. We did speak to each other a couple of times.

One day I recieved an invitation for her brother's marraige. I had made up my mind to attend the wedding as it would have been a great opportunity to meet her in person. I was excited! However, something had come up and I had to go out of station. Dissapointed, I called up R, however as soon as she picked the call, she said I hope to see you at the wedding. I couldnt tell her I wasn't going to make it.

I made up my mind to visit her before I left for my trip. I picked up a bouquet for her and her brother. I told her I was going to come to see her. She gave me the directions and I reached her house. She was waiting for me near the gate. It was so nice to see her in person for the first time in 4 years! It never felt like I hadn't ever met her in person.

Her house was full of relatives and she introduced me to each one of them. I was overwhelmed. I know some people who never went that extra mile! She then took me to her room and showed me all the wedding shopping that she had done. She even opened a box of gold jewellary and showed. I sat there thinking, this is a person I had never met in person and here she was treating me as though we knew each other since childhood. She was like an open book without any inhibitions of meeting a person for the first time.

It reminded me of a girl, whom I knew very well. "RR" was getting married, and my husband and I decided to go and check on the marraige preparations. I mean, that is what you do when close friends get married, don't you? Anyhow, we felt lost because she was in no mood to discuss anything. A few days later, we went back to give her a present which we wanted to give her for the wedding. "RR" seemed quite busy to even sit down for 5 mins and engage in a conversation. We just ignored it thinking she might be under premarital stress.

However, sitting in R's room, amidst all the chaos of relatives and carpenter work, she took out time to show me the shopping she had done for her brother's wedding. And she is the girl I was meeting for the first time, in person! Its not that she wanted to show off her possessions, she felt connected and wanted to share them with me. She made me realize its not about how often you meet the person, its about how much you value them! She surprized me....