A wise old man was known to travel frequently between Indian cities, trying in his travels to cultivate beautiful values among the people, and one day our friend arrived in a small village, so he approached one of the huts. and knocked on his door. , the owner of the cabin opened the door and the old man said to him: “I have been traveling for several days. Could you give me food and water to make me thirsty?
The hut owner looked at the old man in his shabby clothes and said, “I have nothing to do without it.”
The third time, the man knocked on the door of a third hut and a woman opened the door. The old man saw his children playing inside. He asked her to give her food and drink, but she replied, “How can I feed you when I can barely feed my children?
The old man realized that the woman had a good heart and really wanted to help her, then he asked her: Do you have a pot? The woman replied, “Of course I have it,” so he said to her, “Well, I have a magic stone in my pocket. If I fill the pot with water and throw the magic stone in it, then we can make soup magic. ”
The woman did not feel comfortable with what the old woman had said, but she decided to do as he asked, so the woman and the man entered the backyard of the hut and put the ship above the fire, then the old man put his hand. in his pocket, took out the magic stone and threw it in the pot, the stone fell to the bottom of the pot, the man took the wooden spoon and he tasted the soup. Then he looked at the woman and said, “The soup tastes good, but it takes something else. Do you have carrots? “
The woman had some carrots, so she went to bring them and added them to the soup. The old man started to taste the soup again, but he didn’t like it yet, so he said, “Do you have any potatoes? The woman looked at the old man and said, “I haven’t seen the potatoes for many weeks.” By this time, some of the villagers had heard of the old man’s story and gathered to find out what was happening.
Then one of the women said, “I have potatoes,” and she got some potatoes from her hut and added them to the bowl.
The old man tasted the soup again, but he was still not satisfied with the taste. “He still needs onions.” Then another villager volunteered and brought the onions and put them in the pot. soup.
Finally, the old man tasted the soup and smiled and said, “It has become wonderful.” The man dipped the wooden spoon into the bowl and gave it to the woman who had helped him first, and the woman tasted the soup, and said, “It’s really wonderful. Then I passed the spoon to the people of the village gathered around her and everyone started to taste the soup, then the woman turned to the old woman to thank him, but found that he was gone. .
That day, the people of the village learned a very important lesson. They learned that despite each of them suffering separately to provide food and drink for their children, by uniting their efforts and resources, each of them lives a better and more beautiful life.
This is how life is, some people see it as ugly in the extreme, because they do not feel comfortable with others and do not accept the idea of social coexistence, and they withdraw into themselves , then their continued suffering led to a great degree of frustration.
On the other hand, many are those who see life as very beautiful and in an incomparably rosy way, because they mix with those around them and live with others according to the values and customs on which they agree and interact with them. them the most beautiful. moments of this temporary life.
And it is not far from all of us that we all have the human condition that we experience in our Palestinian society. We do not need each other, we seek our needs, we inspect each other and we feel our neighbors.
The noble verses of the Quran and the hadiths of the Prophet which guide us to such sublime meanings in solidarity and collective cooperation are hardly counted nor counted, and perhaps we have spent it on what the hadith of the Chosen, God bless him and give him peace, that’s when he said: