Remember that Story?
Remember that story? Yes, the one from your childhood. I know you fondly remember that, but it's getting lost somewhere with passing time. Have you told it to someone? Not yet. What are you waiting for? What happened to the art of storytelling? No, not through movies, reels, or even books for that matter. But in the voice and words of grandmother and grandfather. With lots of expressions, thought, fun, and a moral, of course. The recitation used to be so raw that it gripped you for hours. And one story was never sufficient. You kept asking for more, unless they're tired, and then they brushed you off. No more stories today, come tomorrow. Nostalgia hits, and you realize time has flown by really fast. Stories ranged from spirituality to the animal kingdom, fairies, and even day-to-day absurdity. The best part is that the pot was never full. They always had some story, even if it's the 100th story, they'll come up with the 101st. They came up with new ones for you, eith...
