There Is No Such Thing as Happiness and Prosperity
A village once had a
poor yet happy cobbler living there. He worked hard for an honest life. From
morning until night, he worked and sang. He was, without a doubt, the happiest
person in the village.
The cobbler's
wealthy neighbour, a banker by profession, was always concerned about his
wealth. He had never known peace of mind. So, jealous of the cobbler's happy
existence, he came up with a clever plan to stop it.
The wealthy man once
handed the cobbler a bag of cash and said, "Friend, here is some money for
you to use it to improve your lot."
At first, the
cobbler was unsure. However, he kept the cash and buried it in a hole he had
made in his hut. He had not felt his usual joy since, too preoccupied with the
money.
One day the poor cobbler felt that the money had robbed him of all his joy. He then went to his wealthy neighbour and asked him to take the money back. The cobbler said, "My joy and happiness are worth more than that," and walked away feeling a huge sense of relief.
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