Sunday 12 February 2017

Frown City

Hello readers

Hope you all are doing well

Spend more time smiling than frowning and more praising than critizing
-Richard Branson

There is this one story which I want to recollect, it is one of my childhood stories , which was narrated by my teacher it is called the “Frown Town”.

Of course this was fairy tale, but still it gave me some valuable lessons which I follow even now.

Let me tell you that story:

There was this land so far away from the city that hardly anyone knew it did exist.

Until one day one of the men came to the city and requested help from a doctor that, one of among his group was  bitten by a snake and the victim was a small lad of about 10 years of age, the doctor with all his concern followed the man into their tiny township where everyone greeted him and bowed to him, as in those days doctors were considered as messengers of God who were sent by the almighty himself.

Well the doctor saw this boy who was already half blue from his feet, and immediately instructed the people to shift him to a hospital in the city.

The people followed the doctor’s advice and the kid was saved after a team of special doctors attended to the case and successfully could bring out all the venom from the Boy’s body.

The people of Frown town were overwhelmed by the gratitude and care the doctor took to help save their kid.

From then on the people of the small distant town had developed gratitude towards the doctor and his team and they used to travel to the city and give all the doctors their agro produce and handicrafts .

But the doctor had always one question to the mayor of the city but feared asking him.
And that was the facial expression of that town was always ‘Frown’ and the name too.

But the clinician feared asking about it, as he feared he may lose his good will with the town.

Time passed, and the season of harvest was just round the corner and the boy whom the medics had saved informed all the heads of his tiny town to call all the doctors as mark of gratitude, everyone readily agreed and called them.

It was a great feast at the end, the village head man asked the guests if  they wanted know anything from the village, like the history of the place or anything for that matter.



All the doctors looked at each other and were thinking the same, to ask them the question about the name of the town and why they frowned all the time.

Finally against all odds one of the medics made up his mind and asked the host that question.

The moment this was asked there was great silence in the remote land, and everyone started glaring at the doctors, then they looked too sad and they told them this was a spell cast by one of their fore-fathers, when the whole town was bursting with laughter at senior man who had fallen in muddy waters.

Since he was witch doctor he called the forces and casted a spell which made all of us to forget how to laugh!

But the doctors told them not to believe in such things and try to laugh, but the villagers told him that if they try to laugh they would be bitten by serpents, that was how the young boy was caught explained the boy’s mother.

But the doctors were still not convinced and did not believe that something like this could happen.

So they advised the village head-man to perform a simple test which will prove that the spell is not working, since the village head man was a responsible person, he agreed to try it on only himself.

So the test was simple: the subject would be confined to a room where there will be protected vents only for air and he should try to laugh there.

So mayor of the village was taken to the hospital’s secured ward where they used to treat sensitive patients and was asked to laugh.

After few minutes, he came out shouting miracle, miracle! I could laugh, and he spread the message to his village and the whole village tried the same exercise.

Finally they were convinced the spell was over and they laughed their hearts out.

When they asked the doctor how did he erase the spell the doctor replied: “My dear people all the spells or the curses are in your mind, what you believe is actioned by your mind without you knowing it what I did was purely logical to make you come out of your false belief and in the case of that boy who was bitten by the snake in the grass it was sheer co-incidence.”

So the moral I took from the above story is that, we can believe in good things and always have hope and smile instead of frown, which will not get us anywhere.

Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
-Abraham Lincoln

Stop being a grouch to yourself and the people around you, Let us smile from today and feel light, and help others also to smile.

Thanks for your time have a nice day.


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