A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years, this went on daily with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you."
"Why?" asked the! bearer. "What are you ashamed of ?"
"I have been able for these past two years to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get the full value from your efforts," the pot said.
The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice of the beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path ! and not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years, I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."
Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for who they are and look for the good in them. There is a lot of good out there. There
is a lot of good in us!
Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape. Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life!
Author: Unknown
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9 comments:
Alhamdulillah! A really beautiful story with a wonderful moral :)
From one cracked pot to another, I thank you :)
Ya Haqq!
My Beloved Sister Dipti,
Excellent post :)) You have taught us such an important lesson and reminded us all of our individual, unique streaks...its so true-
Every cloud has a silver lining and we must applaud the tiniest virtue found in each one of us :)
There is indeed a lot of good all around us and the beauty lies not in finding new landscapes but having new eyes to see them!
Thank you dearest Sis for this precious post!
God bless you always :)
My Love and hugs for a very beautiful soul :)
My Beloved Sister Dipti,
Excellent post :)) You have taught us such an important lesson and reminded us all of our individual, unique streaks...its so true-
Every cloud has a silver lining and we must applaud the tiniest virtue found in each one of us :)
There is indeed a lot of good all around us and the beauty lies not in finding new landscapes but having new eyes to see them!
Thank you dearest Sis for this precious post!
God bless you always :)
My Love and hugs for a very beautiful soul :)
assalam alaikum
iss qissay ka nateeja acha hai!
"kisi ki dil shikni say kisi ko kisi haqeeqat ka ehsas hua"
Dear dipti ,
Aren't all of us broken in someway or the other ?
How would the flowers bloom otherwise ?
Beautiful story .
Wishing you all that you seek ,
akash
Blessed are the flexible...
Ah I love it!
God bless you dear sister,
Heres to celebrating are humanity in all its beautiful broken glory,
Maithri
excellent reminder dear one.
indeed whatever preceived fault we have are nothing but essential goodness because every so called fault can be utilized to do good.
for example, dislike can be directed to prevent injustice and anger towads what is not right.
Thnaks to all you beautiful souls for your wonderful support and words of wisdom .. I find myself so blessed to have such pure souls to keep me motivated ...
Regards and love
good post.
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