Cartoon by Jayron
Old Persian story about love
From Ash Farhang
October 18, 2001
This is a translation of a very old Persian story. The only change
is Noruz has been replaced with Christmas. I received this from a good friend
who had a choice to make. He made his choice and I made mine. Now it's your
turn to choose.
The story goes that some time ago a man punished his 5-year-old daughter
for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and
he was upset. The child had pasted the gold paper to decorate a box to put
under the Christmas tree.
The little girl brought the gift box to her father the next morning and
said, "This is for you, daddy."
The father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger
flared again when he found the box was empty. He spoke to her in a harsh
manner, "Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present
there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh,
daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around
his little girl, and he begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. The father
kept that gold box by his bed for the rest of his life. Whenever he faced
difficult problems he would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss
and remember the love of his child.
In a very real sense, each of us have been given a golden box filled
with unconditional love and kisses from our child, parents, relatives, friends
and Ahuramazda. You now have two choices. You can:
1. Pass this story on to your friends, or
2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
As you can see, I made the first choice. Friends are like angels who
lift us when we forget how to fly.