Kazeronnie Mak

So, you are very wealthy

A young man muttered at his bad lucks and penniless.

He frowned all days.

A wise senior came across to talk to him,

'Hey kiddy, why are you so unhappy ?'

'I don't understand why I'm so poor always !' he said.

'Poor ? I think you are very wealthy !' the wise senior said sincerely.

The young man puzzled, 'Why are you saying like that ?'

The wise senior asked, 'Suppose someone offers you one thousand dollars

to cut your finger off. Will you do that ?'

'Of course, not !' the young man replied.

'Suppose someone offers you ten thousand dollars to chop your leg off.

Will you do that ?'

'Certainly, not !' the young man replied.

'Suppose someone offers you hundred thousand dollars to scoop

your eyes out. Will you do that ?'

'Surely, not !' the young man replied.

'Suppose someone offers you one million dollars to turn you into

a ninety years old man in a blink of an eye. Will you do that ?'

'Definitely, not !' the young man replied.

'Suppose someone offers you ten million dollars to take your life away.

Will you do that ?'

'Absolutely, not !' the young man replied.

 

The wise senior said with a smile, 'That's right. You have already possessed

more than ten million wealthy. Why are you still lamented for being so poor ?

We came with empty hands, we leave with empty hands.

Even though we have owned a kingdom of wealth,

nothing we can take with us when the time comes.

The real wealth is concealed in our innermost.

If only we have our hearts at the right places.

If only we do the right things at the right times.

If only we are content with what we are having.

We are never being poor !

Happiness is he who is content !'

 

After listened to the wise senior saying, it dawned upon him at last.


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The more kindness we leave behind,
the more harmony we will have in our world.


I always believe if everyone does a bit good deed, bit by bit,
we can make a harmony world.

 

 



We came with empty hands, we leave with empty hands.
Even though we have owned a kingdom of wealthy,
nothing we can take with us when the time comes.
Happiness is he who is content !

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