There was a man who had been abandoned at an early age and left to be cared by a monk at a monastery.
In his early years of adult hood he was so depressed he decided he would climb a mountainous rock and from it, he would jump.
He would die, and the pain would be over.
As he was eyeing his rock and seeing there was no way, he sat defeated.
And then his eyes caught glance of a monkey, effortlessly climbing the rock, all the way up. And all the way back down.
He knew he could mimick that climbing style and make his way to the top as well.
Slowly he climbed, tracing every movement the monkey had made, perfect.
AS he reached the top, he cried from the pain of the physical.. and the emotional..
At that moment, that was a roar
A huge roar of cheering.
From below the people were cheering and saying "He is a world class rock climber!"
They thought he had decided to climb it for sport, his skill seemed to display.
Confused with emotion, pain and elation, he bowed and safely returned to the ground.
Where after his first climb on that precipitous rock, he decided to persue rock climbing from then on..
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