Today I narrated the Rumi story about a talking parrot, oil and bald head. The story goes like this: A shopowner pets a talking parrot that talks a lot and increases businesses for the shopowner by being enticingly talkative. One day, when the shopowner goes for lunch leaving the shop in the responsibility of the parrot, the parrot is petrified by a black cat that visits the shop. Anxious and in an effort to save itself, it flies very disoriented and ends up breaking several pots of oil and drenches in the high density oil (increasing its wings weight and making it incapable of flying?). The shopowner, on his return, is very frustrated with the state of his shop and beats the bird blue, plucking most of its crown feather. The bird goes bald and silent as a result. The shopowner repents and tries to woo the parrot into talking again - all his efforts in vain. Until a day a bald man visits the shop, when the parrot asks the man, "Did you also pour oil on yourself, and became bald as a result?"
After narrating the story, I concluded with, "But, you see, although outcomes could be the same, the paths could be different".
You suddenly spurted, "just like: 6+4 is also 10, 5+5 is also ten".
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