As i entered office today, i met my friend Ravi - a colleague and a "smoke buddy". We sat down over a cigarette and spoke about several things - and Ravi told me a story...
Once upon a time, there was a little bird. It was winter and the bird was sitting on a branch, almost freezing to death. Suddenly there was a snow storm and the bird could stand it no more and fainted and fell from the tree. As it fell unconscious, Ice started forming on the bird, and the poor little bird almost gave up hope.
Suddenly, a bull came from somewhere and accidentally shat on the bird. With the warmth of the shit, the bird gained consciousness and gathered strength. It woke up and started chirping in joy. As it was singing and dancing in joy; a cat passed by and ate the little bird.
Moral of the story : Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
Bigger moral of the story : When in shit - keep your mouth shut !
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