A long time ago, there was a carpenter who worked under the commission of the royal patrons of a small kingdom. The work-quarters assigned to him consisted of a poorly ventilated room with a very small window to its east side. To work on blocks of wood, there was an immovable, heavy metal table placed right under the window.
When the carpenter started on his assignment, he observed that everyday between ten and eleven in the morning, the sun shone directly through the window. Often he felt that the rays hit him directly on his face. Though it was a silly reason he found it very difficult to concentrate on the work at hand. He would be frustrated at the mere thought of the approaching hour and the annoyance would snowball to affect his work for the rest of the day. His productivity levels continued to dip drastically because he always imagined that the world beyond the four walls of the room is very beautiful. Within a month he had to be replaced for his inefficiency.
The new carpenter who came in looked at the room from a different outlook. He sensed that the intervention of sunshine in the dark room was a welcome relief. He would be rejoiced when the clock struck ten daily, and the smile on his face lasted till the late hours of the evening. During summers, when he realized that the sun shone very harshly through the window at the appointed hour, he would take a small break, but only to get back to work with double the rigor. He was strongly convinced that his work among the four walls of the room is going to lead him to the beautiful world outside.
In due course of time his work was recognized and he was awarded a huge contract to work on the king’s palace.
More often than not, it’s the way we look at things that affects the way we live our lives.
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