The moto, he follows in his life. Lets read his short incident. He always bought oranges from an old lady.
After they were weighed, placed in his bag, and paid the price. he would always pick one from his bag, peel it, put a segment in his mouth then complain that it’s sour and hand over the orange to the old lady.
The old lady would put one segment in her mouth and reply
“why? it’s sweet,”
however, by then, he was gone with his bag.
His wife always noticed it but today she asked,
“the oranges are always sweet, then why this drama every time?“
He smiled and aforesaid,
“the old lady sells oranges but never eats herself. By this trick, I just try to get her to eat one, without losing her money. That’s it.“
The vegetable vendor next to the old lady saw this every day.
She argues,
“each day this man comes and buys and then fusses over your oranges, and I see that you always weigh a few extra for him. Why?“
The old lady with a small smile on her face said,
“I know what he tries to do. Each time he just wants me to feed me an orange, he thinks I do not know that. I never weigh extra. His love tilts the scale slightly every time.“
Life’s joys are in these sweet little gestures of affection and respect for our fellow beings. And real happiness is in giving…… Not in money.
