Survival, now or later.
Fiction writing,  Story telling

Survival, now or later.

In a small town, there lived an old and intellectual man, Venkateshwarulu. He is about 80. Almost all from his village come to him for advice. One day, Venkateshwarulu was visited by his brother’s grandson, Vishwa.

This young man, Vishwa was sad and depressed and looked worried about something. When his uncle asked the young man about it, he said he went through a rough time and has a major setback in life. He also said that he doesn’t see any reason to live anymore as he would never be able to achieve his aim and goals.

 Vishwa asked his uncle to give him some advice as to how to get out of this and what to do next. Venkateshwarulu said, I will beta, but before that please take me to the hills. It was a nearby hill and the road was long and difficult. But Vishwa agreed immediately.

Survival, now or later.
Survival, now or later.

As they finally reached the hills, Venkateshwarulu asked him to take him to the top of the hill. Vishwa was surprised but yet did not say anything to his uncle and thought to himself, that the old man has never been to the top of the hill and it is ok to take him.

Climbing to the top of the hill was a difficult task and helping his uncle to climb was a challenge. At some point, he even had to drag his uncle and sometimes carry him on his back. And when finally, when they reached the top of the hill, Vishwa has a sense of achievement and laughed out happily.

The old man, Venkateshwarulu said, Vishwa beta, do you remember that when you were young you sometimes come home crying? You used to say that, all your friends teased you. “Teko Yaad hai kyu?” This made the young man think for some time.

And finally, when he remembered, the old man said, you and other boys of your age used to play together and when they all wanted to climb up to the top of the hill, you were unable to do it. At that age, only a few people made it to the top.

“I felt it was like an Everest” “it seemed impossible for me to get to the top” “The hill seemed to be a distant dream to me.”

The old man, – And see now, you have not only climbed to the top of the hill but also carried me on your back. Venkateshwarulu looked into the young man’s eyes and asked, “How did you do this? Do you have any magic now? Bolo na.

Survival, now or later.
Survival, now or later.

Vishwa – I have grown up now, and I became quite stronger when compared to then.

Venkateshwarulu – And as the time passed by the hill that you thought was like an Everest is now just a hill. You could climb up yourself and also take someone up with you too.

Well beta, I guess you got my advice!!

When life throws challenges at you, accept it! at first, you might think this is unfair and lose hope but eventually, as you fight for it and work towards solving issues achieving your goals, the main problem looks so small!!

Survival, now or later……….

 ‘This post is written for StorytellersBlogHop FEB 2021 by Ujjwal (https://mywordsmywisdom.com) & MeenalSonal (www.auraofthoughts.com)’.

You may also want to read my first fiction story for the same blog hop.

Gajar Halwa and an Incomplete Love Story.

A Blogging enthusiastic person. A mom of two girls. Love to journal my journey of Motherhood, Parenting and Lifestyle.

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