Once there was a farmer named Caleb. He lived in the outskirts of the town in a small hut at the heart of a big, lush green field. He was very poor, barely surviving on his savings from the previous harvesting season. Since years, he had lived like this, having scarce quantity of food during the scorching dry months. He survived mostly on fruits he gathered from trees and water.
He had spent most of his days in ragged clothes, slept on the wet and hard floor with only a thin piece of cloth for covering himself. He cultivated crops for seven months in a year but still was not able to save enough for the next five months.
One day, while he was lying on the wet floor, he gazed aimlessly at the ceiling. He was aware of the fact that his health over the years had deteriorated to a great extent. He wanted to escape the sufferings of this world. So he began to curse, beg and cry. He couldn’t take it for another day. His hopes were crushed and trampled like leaves.
He had only closed his eyes for a brief moment when suddenly a white glow appeared in his room, making him snap open his eyelids and stare at the light in horror. Peace washed over him as an ethereal female figure appeared in front of him. He was afraid of the unknown suffering but when he looked at her eyes, he felt as if he was in a trance.
The woman asked him, “Caleb, do you want to end this suffering?”. Caleb nodded his head when she smiled and told him to come with her. Nevertheless he took her hand and walked towards the light. He chose death over the suffering, ending his fear.
MORAL: PEOPLE WHO LACK WILL POWER OFTEN TAKE WRONG DECISIONS
by Pallabi Paul