There was once a wise and dear king who was interested very much for his village and only he was wishing the better thing for them. The people knew that the king had a personal interest in your matters and that was trying to understand how his decisions affect your lives. Periodic was disguising himself and crossing the streets, with the intention of seeing the life from the perspective of them.
One day disguised as poor villager and visited the public baths. There were many persons who were enjoying the companionship and the easing. In an oven of the basement were warming the water for the baths and a man was responsible in charge of supporting it to an agreeable temperature. The king went to the basement to visit the person who tirelessly was monitoring the fire.
Both shared a food and the king offered his friendship to this solitary man. Day after day, week after week, the king visited the manager of monitoring the fire. The man of the basement sympathized at once with the strange visitor, because he was going down to the basement where he was. Nobody any more had demonstrated so much interest or worry.
One day the king revealed his real identity to his friend. It was a risky play, since he was afraid that the man was asking for special favors or some gift him. On the other hand, the new friend of the king it looked at the eyes and said: " You Left your comfortable palace to visit me in this warm and dirty basement. You ate my scanty food and demonstrated genuine interest in what it happens to me.
You have given to other persons probably costly gifts, but to me you gave to me the best gift from all. You gave to me the gift of your person ".
You give little when you give your possessions. Is when you devote oneself , when really you give.
Jalil Gibrán
The only gift is a part of yourself.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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