A WhatsApp Message That Changed My Perspective

A WhatsApp Message That Changed My Perspective:

Today morning, when I woke up and checked my mobile as per normal routine, I found that the wifi was not working, however, the notification for one WhatsApp Message was there; It was a story.
I didn't care to read it because I had to get ready for my office.
On my way to office, I decided to read that story.

At the beginning of the story, it seemed like another inspiring story. In contrast, as the story was passing by, it started creating some suspense and until I hit the climax of the story, I was a different person.
It was not the Love that was taken away from me rather just a form of it. I always focused on the instrument which gave me love in my past but in actual, Love was always around me but in a different form which I never realized before. Instead of cherishing Love, I only cared to look for that tool which was presented to me in past to give Love.

Why didn't I come across this perspective before?
Why did I wasted my years?
Why was I always in deep thoughts?
And more many questions were there.
All the questions were answered with this story.

The Story Is As Follows:
Kafka and the Doll, The Pervasiveness of Loss

Franz Kafka, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.

Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.

'Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures.' This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.

When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained 'My travels have changed me.'

Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll.

In summary it said 'Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.'

I don't know whom to credit, whether the author of this story or the person who sent it to me.
I don't know the writer but I still Thank him for what he wrote.

I am very grateful to Tarkeshwar for he shared this story with me.

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Thanks & Regards
Rohit Sood