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Another Brick in the Wall

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  Dear Readers, I wanted to share a childhood story that shaped the way I approached my summer internship as a programmer. There’s an old story about two bricklayers. Both of them were building the same wall, doing the exact same thing all day — laying brick after brick. But here’s the interesting part: one always looked miserable, and the other was cheerful and full of energy. The construction supervisor, who cared about their well-being, became curious and asked them what they were doing. The first bricklayer sighed and said, “I’m just laying bricks all day.” But the second smiled and said, “I’m building a house.” The second bricklayer saw the bigger picture — he understood how his small task fit into something meaningful. The first one only saw the repetitive work in front of him. During my internship, I applied the same learning. I could look at my job as “just writing code,” or I could see how my code helps the whole software run. When I thought about it that way, I actual...

Non-Conformance is new conformance

Long ago in the Far East , rulers expected their subjects to obey without question. One such ruler decided that his people were unique, and that normally accepted conventions did not apply to them. He abolished speech, claiming it was a waste of energy, filled with emotions, and open to interpretation. Instead, he decreed that everyone should use sign language—with a twist. They were to convey the exact opposite , for after all, they were “unique.” A nod of the head meant no , while moving the head from side to side meant yes . The whole kingdom was thrown into chaos. Subjects struggled and struggled, until at last they became masters of this reversed sign language. Over generations, they developed the belief that the outside world was convoluted and could never understand them. Then came a season of heavy rains. A great flood swept through their land, submerging villages. Neighbors from surrounding regions rushed to help. But when they asked—through gestures and signs—if aid was nee...

Courageous Emma

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Dear readers hope you are having good times, new academic year, new resolutions! Let me narrate a tale of courage. In earlier times, when transport was not available, walking was the only means of travel, Emma was a little girl who walked to school every day. Her school was on the other side of a hill, and she knew the path well. One afternoon, as she was coming home, dark clouds filled the sky. Soon, rain began to fall, and the path became muddy and slippery. Emma hurried along, but in her rush she lost her way. The forest grew darker as night came. Emma felt scared, but then she remembered what her grandmother had once told her: “When you are lost, look to the sky. The stars will guide you home.” Emma looked up. The clouds were moving away, and in the dark sky one bright star shone above all the others. It was the North Star. She thought carefully. “When I stand outside my home, the North Star is always in front of me. Now I see it behind me. That means I must go the other way.” So E...

The Price of a Promise

Hey everyone! Sorry I've been gone for so long! Rest assured, I am back and ready to get back to posting. This months story is one of my personal favorites to have written and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have writing it! In the busy streets of Karsan, a city south of Velmira, a young girl was walking alongside her mother. While walking through the street, Lina, the young girl, locked eyes on a toy stall. It was filled with spinning tops, music boxes, and stuffed animals. But one thing stood out above all: a porcelain doll, it's fine silk dress shimmering in the sunlight. Lina was breathless. She had to have it.  “Mom! I’m going to that stall over there okay? Can I please?” The mother laughed and said, “Yes, but don't take too long now!”  The girl ran to the stall. “Excuse me, Mr. Shopkeeper! How much is that doll?” she asked eagerly. “This doll?” he asked, pointing to it. She nodded again, eyes wide. “I’m afraid it’s not for sale, little one. It’s far too price...

Study Mode: Activated!

 Hey everyone! Just letting yall know I haven’t forgotten about the blog but sadly I’m currently deep in exam prep mode. While the textbooks are winning for now, the tales will return soon! Stay tuned for fresh stories just around the corner. Thanks for sticking with me! 

Courageous Chikki

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Hey everyone! As exam season is approaching rapidly for people of all ages, I wanted to share a short story that contains some advice I hope you'll take to heart. In a big banyan tree by the edge of a quiet village school lived a young sparrow named Chikki and her family. Chikki was very bright but also very tiny. Compared to her peers, she wasn't as strong or as capable. To overcome this, she decided to work as hard as possible to rise above any barrier between herself and her classmates. With this mindset, she breezed through the year but as the school year came to an end, she became increasingly anxious about how she would perform on her flying exam. “What if I don't fly high enough to make my parents proud?” she chittered to herself. “What if I’m the only one who can’t fly?” Her thoughts were clouded by the fear of failure. Every night, Chikki stayed up late reading her books under the moonlight, barely getting any sleep. Her wings drooped with exhaustion, her eyes coul...

The Doll That Listened

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It’s already February, and here’s the blog post you’ve been waiting for! As part of the Story Series, I am sharing timeless tales with simple yet meaningful lessons. This month’s story is about trust, wisdom, and the importance of looking beyond appearances. Long ago, in the southern lands of India, there lived a wise and thoughtful king. His most trusted minister, who had been by his side for many years, had recently passed away. The king knew that finding someone equally wise and trustworthy would not be easy. To ensure he chose the right person, the king announced a challenge across the kingdom: “Whoever can pass my test of wisdom will become my new royal minister.” Soon, the palace courtyard filled with scholars, nobles, and ordinary citizens, all eager to prove themselves. In the grand royal hall, the king placed  three identical dolls  on a table. Each doll was crafted with precision—so perfect that even the keenest eyes couldn’t spot a difference. The king then addresse...