Even worst should not be the end of hope

           There was a rich man, once he went to roam around in see in his provate boat. Enjoying the see he went bit far, and suddenly there starts storm in sea. Not seeing any possibility of storm to vanish, he jumped to sea wearing his life jacket. After he jumped his boat sanced but he swim and reached to a nearest island.

           There was no one on that island and every side there was only see. He started to think that he hadn't done any bad to anyone in his entire life, then why he is suffering?. But the his own mind replied to him that almighty have saved him from the storm, he will only show him some way. Day by date time was fleeting away, he was eating fruits of the trees what ever available on that island. Gradualy he started to loose Faith in goad, he was thinking had bee god there, he whould have not been suffering like that.

           He dont know till how long he has to stay there, he though let me create a small hut. Using tree woods and leaves he created a hut. He became very happy that finaly he will be able to sleep in hut and wont need to sleep under sky. Suddenly there came a lightening and his hut started to burn. He started to crying and cursing the god, that really there is no god,and god is very crual.

           while He was crying because of frustration, a boat came to island and two men come from the boat to this fellow. Those men told him that we say some fire on island, and we thought there should be someone who needs help, and so we came. had there been no fire we would have never come to know about you.

            Our man, started crying, Drops of tears started to flow from his eyes. He pledges to god that forgive me, you are indeed very kind. You have burnt my hut to save me.

When something bad happens to human, he became frustreted. Helan Caler had quoted once  wonderfully that " when god closed one dore of happiness, he opens many more otheres. But we are so tensed and frustred that we dont see other dore of happiness".

            Sometime we feels everything is in our grasp, and sometime the lines of our own palm seems betraying. Only time can define himself. Wind never blows to a single direction, waterfall ever stops, sun never stops rising from west, then how come time be bad for all the time? Tough condition never sustain but tough men does. After the last moment of dark night there comes the first rays of pleasant light.