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Not Worthless



One day while the fish was swimming closer to the river bank it heard a voice saying, “How is the water??”


Fish raised her head upward to see that there was a monkey sitting on a tree. Fish smiled and replied, “Water is nice and warm.”


Monkey felt a little jealous and wanted to put the fish down. He replied, “You should come out of the water and climb up this tree. View from here is really amazing.”


Fish replied with sadness, “I don’t know how to climb trees and I cannot survive without water.”


Seeing the fish's sad face, the monkey made fun of the fish saying,”You are totally worthless if you cannot even climb a tree.”


After hearing this remark fish started to think about it day and night and became extremely depressed. It started thinking to herself, “Maybe the monkey is right. I am worthless if I can not even climb a tree.”


Another fish in the river noticed that the fish was looking all depressed and asked for reason for the depression.


Fish told her everything about the monkey and his comment. After listening to this another fish laughed and said, “If monkeys think you are worthless because you don’t know how to climb a tree then even monkeys are worthless as they cannot swim or live under water..”


Hearing this fish realized how gifted it was and it was wrong of her to think of herself as worthless as the monkey said.


Few days later the monkey slipped and fell into the water and died as it didn’t know how to swim. After knowing about the monkey's demise, the fish felt thankful to nature and was happy to have such amazing ability.


Moral: People tend to think of Themselves based on Judgment of Others. We should not let yourself Down just because Some other person thinks Less of us. We should try our best and do what we are capable of doing.


Only way to Realize our True potential is to become Self aware. The more awareness we bring into our mind and body, the more we realize our True Potential.


As Einstein quote, “Everybody is a genius but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid”.


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