There was a bird and she used to fly very high , and she used to tweet here and there . She use to fly from one twig to another twig of the tree. But that bird had a habit that he used to daily accompany with him a bottle and used to collect with him a good or bad stones in a day, and at the end of the day used to look at the good stones and feel happy about it, but when he used to see the bad stones used to feel sad.
By daily collecting the stones his bottle was becoming increasingly heavy day by day. After a few days, he started facing trouble in flying . But he could not understand the problem behind it.
But that bird had a habit and he used to collect tow types of stones good and bad stones in a box in his hand, and often took the stones out of the bundle and saw the good stones Looking back, I was happy to remember the good times in the past. It would be sad to see bad roads and do it everyday. By collecting daily stones his bottle was becoming increasingly heavy day by day. After a few days, it began to trouble with flying bogies. But he could not understand why he could not rise.After some time the situation even got worse and he was not unable even to walk with it.
And one day the situation got so worse that he was unable to arrange for his food and died under the burden of his own stone
Friend we also do the same thing with our life we keep the old bottle within us. And Instead of enjoying the present, we think of our past. So my friend enjoy this very moment.