others.
e live c is our problem.
Last nigelling some friends a story.
Once a Je upset? e are all botest bothers happy.
Seeing t otinue becoming unhappy.
tics beics I spoke about in reference to death.
e see our misery and hers.
e dont see their lips.
If ourselves, e of being troubled inside, wardly.
In fact, a smile is a o he misery.
No one s to show he is unhappy.
If really be least s to s o ster of great ion, loss and defeat.
ts wwardly, and inside, we remain as we are.
On tears keep collecting; on tside, ice our smiles.
t us from tside, person looks here.
And t becomes a problem for him.
he alone is unhappy.
this fakir.
One nigo God, ;I am not asking you not to give me unainly get it -- but at least I can pray to you not to give me so much suffering.
I see people laughe only one crying.
Everyone seems to be he only one who is unhappy.
Everyone appears c in darkness.
After all, her persons unhappiness in exchange for mine.
C of anyone else you like, and I it.
quot;
t nig, range dream.
he saw a huge mansion which had millions of hanging pegs.
Millions of people were coming in and every one was carrying a bundle of unhappiness on his back.
Seeing so many bundles of un very scared, he grew puzzled.
t by oto his own.
tly the same.
he became very confused.
;Everyt finequot; -- and t of unhappiness.
icians and the same size load.
t, the same.
the fakir as dumbfounded.
time; up to now he had only seen peoples faces.
Suddenly a loud voice filled t;; Everyone, including the fakir, did as commanded.
Everyone o get rid of roubles; no one ed to carry o find sucunity, we would also away.
And t;Now, each of you should pick up whichever bundle he pleases.
quot; e mig t the fakir quickly picked up s