An employee named Aman worked at a company in a big city. He was a very kind, honest, and helpful person. Everyone in the office loved him because he always helped others, spoke with a smile, and took great care of even his juniors. Not only in the office, but even his neighbors praised him endlessly.
Aman had a sweet habit: every day after dinner, he would take a packet of biscuits and go out and feed them to the colony's street dogs, especially their little puppies. This had become a daily routine. Even the puppies had started to recognize him; they would run to him as soon as he arrived, their eyes shining with love.
One day, some urgent work came up at the office, and Aman was late. He returned home exhausted at around 11 p.m. On the way, he began to worry—"Those little puppies must be waiting for me today, and I didn't feed them biscuits." As soon as they reached home, his wife said, "Dinner is ready. Eat first, then we'll go. I'll come with you."
Aman immediately said, "No, I'll go feed them biscuits first, then eat. Those poor creatures must be waiting for me."
His wife said, "Okay, I'll get the biscuits right now."
She went to the kitchen, but found that the biscuit packets were finished. And it was so late that all the nearby shops were closed. She said, "Let them stay for today. If you give them some tomorrow, they'll be happier."
Aman said, "No, no, I can't leave today. They must be waiting for me."
His wife said, "Let's go get some chapatis. They'll have something to eat."
They both took the chapatis and went out, but the puppies smelled them and refused to eat. Perhaps they had become accustomed to the biscuits they received daily.
Aman became sad. He said, "What can we do now? They'll go to bed hungry."
His wife said, "It's okay, it's just for one day. Feed him well tomorrow." But Aman wasn't convinced. He returned home and searched again for some biscuits. Then he found a box containing the expensive biscuits meant for guests—the cashew and almond ones.
His wife said, "Oh, these are for the guests, and there are only seven or eight left."
Aman said, "It's okay, give them those. We'll distribute them a little."
His wife explained again, "Seven or eight biscuits are too few for so many children; not everyone will get a single share."
But Aman said, "It's better to give something than to return empty-handed."
He took the biscuits and went outside. When he arrived, he saw that all the children had left, except for a small puppy sitting there. It was probably waiting for him. A smile lit up Aman's face. He placed all seven biscuits in front of him. The puppy jumped with joy and ate all the biscuits one by one. His stomach was full and he began to play contentedly.
Aman's mind calmed down. As he returned home, he thought, "How strange! Everyone else left because they thought I wouldn't return, but the one who kept his faith got his share."
As he closed the door, Aman looked up at the sky and said, "Perhaps God works like this. When we give up, someone else takes our share. The one who is patient and trusts ultimately receives it."
That night, Aman resolved to never rush or despair. He realized that waiting also has its own joys.
Moral of the Story : -
Patience and Faith—Learn to wait to achieve good results in life.
Kindness never goes to waste—God returns happiness in some form to those who do good for others.
God's timing is the best—sometimes it takes time, but we always get what's best for us.
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