Shon Mehta

Once a bird came across a tall tree, the tallest he had ever seen. Looking up, he saw that the highest branch of the tree was laden with fruits. He noticed a lot of birds sitting on the lower branches, squawking continuously, but none on that branch. "What a bunch of losers! Instead of aiming high and relishing the ripe fruits, these birds are satisfied sitting on the lower branches." the bird thought to himself. The bird soared high, aiming for that branch. But, as he ascended, he was knocked down by other branches in the way. He landed on a branch below. The branch was full off cobwebs, and as he struggled, his feet got entangled. He couldn't fly. Other birds on the branch squawked louder. "How do you get off this branch? I am stuck here." asked the bird. The other birds stopped squawking. There was a silence. "What do you think we all are doing here? Do you really think we chose this branch?" Asked one of the birds. After a moment, the birds resumed...

There  was a young man. He had started a new shop selling merchandise. However, the business was not doing as well as he had hoped. One day, he complained to his father. "Father, my goods are excellent, and the pricing is competitive. But whenever I try to meet new people for business, either they refuse or they don't pay much attention. Because of this, I don't have business connections. What should I do?" The father was a shrewd man. He looked at his son. "Don’t dress so simple. Start dressing well. You need to appear rich and powerful, for people to gain confidence in you." advised his father. The son followed his fathers advice. He started getting better attention, and his business started to flourish. Time passed by, and the young man became a wealthy merchant. But something was still missing. He went back to his father, and asked him, "As a wealthy person, I get a lot of attention. But nobody admires me. Everybody thinks that I am a show-off. What...

 Broken  I fell in love with you and gave my heart as a token,  Even though I knew that you were broken. You drove away friends, estranged from everyone.  I stayed, because being with you was fun.   People warned me, but I ignored their view;  I was sure that my love would make you new. It took a while, and now the time has spoken, You remain the same, but now I am broken. —- Shon Mehta