An eagle's egg was
placed in the nest of a prairie chicken. The egg hatched and the little
eagle grew up thinking it was a prairie chicken. The eagle did what the
prairie chickens did. It scratched in the dirt for seeds. It clucked and
cackled. It never flew more than a few feet because that is what the
prairie chickens did. One day he saw an eagle flying gracefully and
majestically in the open sky. He asked the prairie chickens: "What is
that beautiful bird?" The chickens replied, "That is an eagle. He is an
outstanding bird, but you cannot fly like him because you are just a
prairie chicken." So the eagle never gave it a second thought, believing
that to be the truth. He lived the life of and died a prairie chicken,
depriving himself of his heritage because of his lack of vision. What a
waste! He was born to win, but was conditioned to lose.
If you don’t like my words, don’t listen. If you don’t like my appearance, don’t look. If you don’t like my actions, turn your head; It’s as simple as that......Bimal
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Conditioned to loose...

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