Spotting the pot of tea I had left on the table next to him, he started to pour into my waiting cup. He poured until the cup was full - but then he kept on pouring! Tea started to trickle down the sides of the cup and into the saucer.
My cup is overflowing. No matter how hard you try, no more will go in! I yelled impatiently.
He looked at me for a long moment. "Please dont take this the wrong way. I really respect you. However just like this cup, you seem to be full of your own ideas. And how can any more go in .............. until you first empty your cup?"
From the book - The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari - Robin S Sharma
StockDigger Book Rating - 2/5
