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Writer's picturePrajwal KR

The Bird of Wisdom

My hands had tried all sorts of combinations to knot my tie correctly; unfortunately, I wasn’t getting anywhere, when my grandpa walked into my room and disturbed my tie knotting struggle. As usual, he took the liberty of helping me with my tie, and as he showed the right way to do it, he narrated a story I’d not easily forget.


Once there lived a bird, colorful and wise. As it sat on the oak tree’s branch, a pair of hands grabbed the picturesque looking bird. It was a young boy, about 15 years of age, with the bird in his hands; he announced that it would be his new pet. The bird feared it might be a prisoner to this boy forever and pleaded with the boy to let it go. The boy remained to be stubborn and was adamant about keeping the bird caged. The bird, after a while of persuasion and begging, bargained its freedom through a deal. The bird would offer three valuable pieces of advice to the boy in exchange for freedom. With a sore of hesitance, the boy agreed. The bird would fly further away from the boy as it gave out the advice.


The boy released the bird, and the bird gave out the first piece of advice “Always trust your common sense unless there is evidence against it.” The boy nodded, and so the bird flew higher up onto a branch and let out the second piece of advice. “Never regret your actions from the past.”

The boy acknowledged and awaited the final piece of advice. The bird soared higher into the sky and announced, “You silly boy, I had two large diamonds inside me. You could be a millionaire if you sold them.” The boy’s face crumbled in regret and quenched his fists in anger, “only if I knew there were diamonds inside you, I’d never let you go.”


The bird flapped its wings harder and leaped higher into the air, “Boy, how could two large diamonds fit inside a tiny bird-like me and still be alive? You instantly regretted letting me go, meaning you surpassed your common-sense and let past your actions

haunt you.” The boy stood startled and watched the bird continue, “my final piece of advice is that advice is useless unless it is applied,” and the bird flew away to celebrate its freedom.


It looks like the boy and I both had learned a valuable lesson and perhaps the most important of them all is, the advice is useless unless applied.


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