Our story takes place in the time of the famous Chinese thinker Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu loved this story very much, he even told it often... Sir, there was an old man in the village... He was very poor.. But even the king was jealous of him.. That's right. He had a legendary white horse. The king offered almost all of his treasure to the old man for the horse, but the man did not want to sell it. ..
One morning they woke up to find that there was no horse.. The villagers gathered around the old man..
“You old idiot.. It was obvious that they would not leave this horse to you, they would steal it. If you sold it to the king, you would live like a gentleman for the rest of your life. They said, "Now you have neither money nor a horse." The old man said, "Don't rush to decide." Just say, "The horse is lost." Because this is the truth. Beyond that, it's your interpretation and the decision you make. We don't know yet whether my horse's disappearance is a misfortune or a chance. Because this event is just the beginning. No one knows how he will come back."
The villagers laughed at the old man. But 15 days later, the horse suddenly returned one night. It turned out that it was not stolen, it went to the mountains on its own. While returning, it was followed by 12 wild horses in the valley. The villagers gathered around the old man and apologized. "Father," they said. "You were right. The loss of your horse was not a misfortune; it became a state bird for you. Now you have a herd of horses."
"You are in a hurry to decide again," said the old man. Just say that the horse has returned. This is the only known fact. We do not yet know what will bring him beyond. This is just the beginning.. How can you form an opinion about the book as soon as you read the first word of the first sentence?..” This time the villagers did not make fun of the old man openly, but they thought to themselves, “This guy is really a moron”.. Less than a week later, the old man trying to train wild horses His only son fell off the horse and broke his leg. The son, who was the breadwinner of the house, would now stay in bed for a long time.
The villagers came to the old man again and said, "You were right once again." “Because of these horses, your only son will not be able to use his legs for a long time. However, there is no one else to look after you. Now be poorer and more pathetic than before. "You will," they said.
The old man replied, "You are suffering from early decision-making disease." “Don't be in such a hurry. My son broke his leg. This is the truth.. The rest is your decision.. But I wonder how true it is.. Life comes in such small pieces and you are never informed of what will happen next..”
A few weeks later, the enemies attacked with an army many times larger. . With one last hope, the king called all the young men who could hold a gun to the army. The officers who came to the village recruited all the young people except the old man's son with a broken leg. Grief gripped the village. Because there was no way to win the war, everyone knew that the young people who left would either die or be captured and sold as slaves. The villagers came to the old man again and said, "It has been proven that you are right again." “Your son's leg is broken, but at least he's with him. But perhaps ours'll never returned to the village. It turns out that his son's leg breaking was not a misfortune, but luck.."
"You continue to make early decisions," said the old man.. However, no one knows what will happen. There is only one reality. My son is with me, yours are in the military. But only God knows which of these is luck and which is misfortune." Then you will be no different from everyone else. Avoid looking at one small part of life and making decisions about the whole. Decision is a state of stillness of mind. Once you decide, the mind stops thinking and therefore stops developing. Besides, the mind always forces people for a decision. Because being in a state of development is dangerous and makes people restless. However, the journey never ends. As one path ends, a new one begins. One door shuts, another opens. You reach a goal and find that a higher goal is right there.” I hope you never run out of goals…
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