Many people do not know the importance of the beauty of relationships in our lives. Today’s man does not give importance to relationships. This is the reason why he has become lonely in his own house. Money is the reason for the biggest quarrel. Today’s man does not think that money is immovable, it cannot stay with us forever. Love bought by giving wealth does not have the fragrance that real love has.

A very rich man lived in a village. He had two sons. He was living happily with his family. In the name of the family, he had only wife and two children. When both the sons grew up, they started quarreling with each other over money. Seeing the quarrel of the children, the father started laughing at them. So the children said father here we are fighting so much and you are laughing. Then the father said that you are fighting for such a small property, you do not know how much more property we have. Then the boys said where is your property, show us also.

The next day the father left for the village with his two sons. Because his ancestral property was in the village itself. When he reached the village, he saw that his mansion had turned into ruins. The jungle is becoming a jungle all around the haveli. Seeing this, the father started crying sitting there. So the boys asked father why are you crying? Then he told his children that I had fought a lot with my elder brother for this mansion. Defeated, my elder brother gave me this mansion and himself settled abroad. Till today after going abroad, he did not inquire about my health. He broke all relations with me. Now I have only you two and your mother in the name of family. You used to have an aunt. My sister said that we should not divide father’s property. Whoever wants to stay here should go and stay here for a few days. Because our childhood was spent in this mansion. We had happy moments with each other. Staying here, we had seen the story of my father from poverty to richness. Even after my sister explained so much, I did not agree. And got this mansion named after him. My sister also got angry with me because of this decision of mine. After this incident, he also never inquired about my well-being. I became all alone in this world.

When both of you were fighting, I was laughing because you are also fighting for such a small thing. I was remembering my past. I was laughing at my stupidity. But I don’t want you to do what I did. Just as I became familyless in this world, so you also become. We didn’t bring the property for which we are fighting, did we? That’s why always believe in your karma.

If you have passion, then no power in the world is such that it does not fall at your feet. But relationships will never fall at your feet. Relationships are very fragile, learn to handle them. Just like a knot in a thread, it is difficult to untie it; similarly, a knot in a relationship is also difficult to untie. And even if it is opened, the thread does not remain like before, it becomes crooked.

It is believed that after coming to this world, we get many friends and relatives. But blood relations are only of blood. There is that yearning in a blood relationship which is not there in a made relationship.

Once upon a time, two friends were sitting under a tree in a village. Both were talking to each other and while talking, there was an argument between them. One of them got so angry that he slapped the other. But the one who was slapped did not say anything. He simply wrote in the soil that today my best friend slapped me. After writing this, he started going towards home. The other friend who had slapped him was also following him. Now there was estrangement between the two. Both were not talking to each other. While he was on his way home, a bull came running and knocked down the friend who had been slapped. The one who slapped was walking behind. When I saw my friend fall in front of me, I could not help it. He raised her holding her hand. Cleaned the dust from his body. And started looking around to find some ointment to apply on the injury he had suffered. The friend who was hurt this time wrote on his purse with a pin that today my friend has restored his friendship by lifting me who had fallen. Then his friend asked him why do you keep writing like this again and again?

So the friend replied, when you slapped me, I wrote on the ground so that it would be erased by being crushed by the feet of passers-by. And I never remember And this time I scratched my purse with a pin so that it never gets erased. We should always remember this story. Whenever someone hurts you, try to forget it. And if the same person ever does any good to you, never forget him. Because the forgotten in the morning comes home in the evening, then it is not called forgotten. In the matter of relationships, let us all become children, who quarrel in one minute and befriend in another minute. The purpose of their quarrel is not to hurt anyone’s heart.