The streaks of clouds trailed across an azure sky. The whispering music of the breeze could be heard clearly. The chirping of birds had a different melody. The sun continued to shine, but the clouds opened up and it started raining. There was a mild drizzle and the bright sunshine of summer. In the sky was a bold, bright, clear rainbow. Meera gazed in amazement at the rainbow, through her window pane, the resplendent beauty unhindered by the tall buildings. She was so excited, she called out to each one, Mom, dad, grandma, please come and see this! Everyone rushed out to see what was up?
Meera, we are used to it, and they all went back to work. After a while, Meera's dad called her, Meera come- we will do some homework. While sitting with her dad, Meera asked- Dad, do you know when exactly the rainbow appears?
Meera, the rainbow is the combination of seven colors, that appear in the sky when the sun's rays are reflected by the rainwater; and the colors of the rainbow are known as VIBGYOR.
Grand-Ma added- In the olden days, it was a belief that there was a true love between the Sky and the Earth, and as fortuned they never met, so whenever they missed each other, tears dropped in the form of rains and so as the rainbow appeared as the symbol of their love. The room turned out into giggles and laughter, after hearing grandma's perception.
A rainbow moreover signifies, we may be different in color, language or origins, but united only. It is also known as Indradhanush in Sanskrit- Meera's mom signed off from the kitchen.
So, ultimately, it depends on the way you look at it- said, Dad!
Grandma nodded, the same thing appears different depending on the way you look at it- I can tell you one story on this Meera.
Once a little girl named Elsa. was heading towards her Grandmother's house to see her. The way she chose was going through the woods. On her way, she found a little animal squirrel who was lost in the woods and searching his family, Meera looked around but couldn't see anyone so she took him along with her to her Grandma's house. On inquiring, she explained the whole incident to her Grandmother. She gave him food, played with him, and took good care of him. She was very happy as she found a new friend to play with.
Whereas grandma found squirrel gloomy sitting silently in one corner, she asked the reason for his sadness. He also explained the same experience as the little girl Elsa said to her grandma, but his perception was that Elsa kidnapped him, kept him away from his family, snatched his freedom, and forcibly keeping him.
We all see what we choose to see. You can't help someone to see the world differently unless they are willing to change the story they believe in!!
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When we read a good book or watch a movie for the first time it is so easy to believe that we now have a full understanding of all that we have just read or seen. Then at the later point, if we read the book or watch the movie for a second time, we almost discover some other things- may be important or unimportant which we missed the first time around. So, it's all a matter of perspective, every story has good and bad in it. In order to gain a perspective of the bigger picture, try to see the finer details and further improve your understanding. Every story has two sides or faces and the truth lies somewhere between.
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