I must say that I am a man of few entries. I still find it kind of difficult to start writing in a blog. Anyway, I strongly few that I must post this story that I heard so that maybe years later I can still look back and reflect upon it.
There used to be a chieftain of a particular tribe who gathered the teenagers and said to them,"I will be sending you all away to seek your own destiny, your own path and your own life. I have only six words to guide you and these six words shall be sufficient. You will receive the first three words now and you shall return when you are older and I shall give you the last three words."
And so the young ones set off to seek their own destiny. Over the years, they braved every ups and downs of life. They experienced both failure and success each in their own special ways. But they always remember the three words given to them by the chieftain : Do not fear.
Many years past and the young become the old. Some have achieved great things which brought them glory and fame, while others returned tired and bruised from their quest. They all gathered around the old chieftain who gave them the last three words: Do not regret.
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