a woman

A woman baked bread for
members of her
family
and an extra one for a hungry
passerby. She
kept the extra bread on the window
sill,
for
whosoever
would take it away. Every
day, a hunchback came and took
away the bread.
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 bread 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.
"Everyday 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 bread
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 bread into the fire, prepared
another one and
kept it on the window sill. As
usual, the hunchback came,
picked up the
bread 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 bread 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
bread. 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
bread 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:
Do good and Don't ever stop
doing
good,
even if it is not appreciated at
that time. Because
some
day or the other, if not in this
world but surely
in the Hereafter you are going
to get
compensated
for your actions in this world.
Be blessed and have a great
week ahead