“I want to see you, Sunny,” he telephoned.
"I'm busy, I'll see you next Sunday," Sunny replied.
"It's urgent,” he said while feeling something unknown.
"Why?” he wanted to know.
"I can not tell you on the phone,” Sunny said as he was not sure.
"But why not?” He insisted.
"Please try to understand me?” Sunny requested.
"It’s all right. Should I come? Is it all right?” He asked.
"You can, if you wish,” He replied.
"Sunny, please don’t be so isolated. After all, I’m your friend. Why are you
hesitating to tell me and moreover you were neutral when I said I wanted to come,” he was feeling disturbed.
"All right, please come,” Sunny, said.
"O.K., I'm coming,” he said and left his home.
On his way to Sunny, he was thinking about Sunny who never wanted to hide his emotions from him.
They were good friends. Everything was common between them.
It was for the first time that he doubted about their depth of friendship.
"After all, Sunny is a human being, why he should bother about me?” he thought on his way.
"I should try to understand his helplessness,” he thought and reached at house of Sunny.
He rang the bell. A nurse opened the door.
"What is wrong with Sunny? Please tell me, I'm surprised with your presence,” he was surprised.
"Are you William, Sir?” she wanted to be sure.
"Yes, I’m, but what is wrong with him?” he was getting confused.
"Sir, he had a heart attack and you're the one who shouldn’t be informed, this was his request. You may see him now,” she said.
"I've seen him. He is a joker,” he was helpless to stop his cry.
This Story asks for Moral Insight
Are not we having the rare gift of feeling concerned about something or someone while having first an intuitive feeling about?
Is not it a greatness of life treasure to fill it with what hurts us only but on letting it go off from the treasure it'll hurt us more and others as well ?
Is not it a beauty of friendship that it grows and develops in the times of the experiences of life?
Is not it most difficult to hide the tenderness of heart from the friends?
Is not it helplessness makes us humans filled with compassion?
"I want to know aim of your life,” he asked to a child.
"If you know aim of my life, what you will get?” the child was not interested in him.
“I'll help you in every possible way to improve you in every direction,” he said to the child.
"Who are you?” the child asked him.
"I'm an angel,” the angel replied.
"My aim is to live a peaceful life,” the child said.
"I’m surprised, don’t you want to be something?” the angel asked.
"I want to be a human being,” the child replied.
"But you're a human being. Why do you say that you want to be a human being? Please tell me,” the angel was anxious to know.
"I'm told that what should be done, if I do I'm told how to do, if I do as told I'm asked why I obeyed blindly, if I obey in my own way, I'm asked why don’t I tell why I obey in my own way. In addition, this if doesn’t leave me as I’m; I feel quenched by everyone except the wise ones. I don’t like it. I don’t feel I’m a human being. I’ve the feeling that I lack the qualities and virtues of tolerance of being a human. Please tell me how I can become a human being?” the child asked.
“...,” the angel was silent; two drops of wisdom came out of his eyes.
"Please don’t forget that it is easy to be an angel but difficult to be a human. Never forget that it’s also very easy to be inhuman but difficulties are like milestones for making of a human. Never forget that you're a human and it’ll help you to become what you want to be,” the angel smiled.
Both were looking alike. The angel left his child after telling him the stories of great humans with the hope and made wish that the child will be what he wanted to one day.
This Story asks for Daily Moral Insight
Is not it a great insight to know or have an aim of life?
Is not it a beauty of aim that it is source of peaceful life?
Is not it the best aim to be a human being letting all other aims to support it?
Is not it a great help to let each and everyone live like a human; without
letting his or her originality quenched by any means?
Is not it a most powerful tonic to remember that we are humans?
We were created to venture where angels fear to tread
To go beyond the limits of hell, beyond the living and the dead
To quest the places no ear has heard no other eyes have seen
To recreate the world and make our transcendental mark therein
We were formed from dust, breath and fire
To long for and fulfill all our heart's desire
Of stone and steel, of mind and feel we were made
To explore the creative intricacies of all creation laid.
To commit mistakes our nature will always be
But through all these, learn lessons will our souls see
To distinguish between the good and the bad
To discern wisdom in the combination of joy and sad.
But in the end of all our disharmony
The music of our lives, our frail humanity
Will be an orchestra in a magnificent tapestry
All our work and mistakes will all redound to God's glory.
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