A woman baked chapatti (roti) for
members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passer-by. She kept the
extra chapatti on the window sill, for whosoever would take it away.
Every day, a hunchback came and took
away the chapatti. Instead of expressing gratitude, he muttered the following
words as he went his way: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do,
comes back to you!”
This went on, day after day. Every
day, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and uttered the words:
“The evil you do, remains with you:
The good you do, comes back to you!” The woman felt irritated. “Not a word of
gratitude,” she said to herself… “Every day this hunchback utters this jingle!
What does he mean?”
One day, exasperated, she decided to
do away with him. “I shall get rid of this hunchback,” she said. And what did
she do? She added poison to the chapatti she prepared for him!
As she was about to keep it on the
window sill, her hands trembled. “What is this I am doing?” she said. Immediately,
she threw the chapatti into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the
window sill.
As usual, the hunchback came, picked
up the chapatti and muttered the words: “The evil you do, remains with you: The
good you do, comes back to you!”
The hunchback proceeded on his way,
blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the woman. Every day, as
the woman placed the chapatti on the window sill,
she offered a prayer for her son who
had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune. For many months, she had no
news of him.. She prayed for his safe return.
That evening, there was a knock on
the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the
doorway. He had grown thin and lean.
His garments were tattered and torn.
He was hungry, starved and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, “Mom, it’s a
miracle I’m here. While I was but a mile away, I was so famished that I
collapsed.
I would have died, but just then an
old hunchback passed by. I begged of him for a morsel of food, and he was kind
enough to give me a whole chapatti.
As he gave it to me, he said, “This
is what I eat everyday: today, I shall give it to you, for your need is greater
than mine!”
” As the mother heard those words,
her face turned pale. She leaned against the door for support. She remembered
the poisoned chapatti that she had made that morning.
Had she not burnt it in the fire, it
would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life!
It was then that she realized the
significance of the words: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do,
comes back to you!”
Moral
of this story
Do good and Don’t ever stop doing
good, even if it is not appreciated at that time.
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