A boy is walking through grassland, thinking of picking up just one flower for himself. He plucked up one pink flower. " Maybe i can get something better", he walked on. Along the way, he pulled out those flowers that caught his attention at first sight. Gathering them all together at the other hand. There were few flowers left as he reached the other end of the field.
As he thought he can then select the most beautiful among those he had collected; the flowers were dying, turning dull and drying up. And he threw them back into the grassland, went back with nothing.
We all want to have the goods in many worlds. But many of a time, we did it at the expense of others; un-intentionally. A teacher once said in class, " Don't worry about you falling down. we are smart enough to save ourselves, but not others. Careful with the people around you."
For the boy, he went back home with disappointment; which he'll recover with time. For the dying flowers, the boy had just put a full-stop to their colourful days.
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