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Wednesday, April 22, 2009 Who Do You Love ? He also loved the third wife very much, and he was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another. He also loved his second wife. She was his confidante and was always kind, considerate, and patient with him. Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her to help him get through the difficult times. The King's first wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her. One day, the King fell ill, and he knew his time was short. He thought of his luxurious life and pondered, "I now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone. Thus, he asked the fourth wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing, and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "Absolutely not!" replied the fourth wife, and she walked away without another word. Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart. The sad King then asked the third wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No," replied the third wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!" His heart sank and turned cold. He then asked the second wife, "I have always turned to you for help, and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time," replied the second wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." Her answer came like a bolt of thunder, and the King was devastated. Then a voice called out. "I'll leave with you and follow you no matter where you go." The King looked up, and there was his first wife. She was so sad and thin, she looked half-starved. Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!" In truth, we all have four wives in our lives: Our fourth wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die. Our third wife is our possessions, status, and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others. Our second wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave. And our first wife is our soul, often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power, and pleasures of the ego. However, our soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go. So cultivate, strengthen, and cherish it now! It IS your greatest gift to offer the world. From Beliefnet.com 2 comments: - orionjri said... Quite deep and rather true, Luz, but somehow unsettling for some of us in the batch who by reason of age or physical illness or emotional disposition are now being forcibly drawn into that same ponderous place as the king. Thankfully, the special bond that binds the Batch together and the Batch's intrinsic religiosity somehow make it far less likely that we'd ever neglect our first wife/husband. We seem to be one another's mentor and conscience and cheerleader. And we are doing quite well. The blog is yet to hear about a renegade, rotten, apostate scoundrel amongst us. It's a fair bet it never will. On a cheekier note: Hey! in a sense we are all polygamists. I confess I have a sneaky preference for the 3rd partner (if only I could find it). - April 25, 2009 at 7:08 PM - lucille said... You are right Cora, everyone is trodding the right path ,our male batch mates here and abroad are faithful husbands..they are the "Masters of the households and whatever the wives say, they follow." (SMILE) While the females are really loving and patient wives. We are lucky to have imbibed deep values about relationships such that we still are too conservative to adapt what is vogue . - April 25, 2009 at 9:05 PM
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U stvarnosti, svi mi imamo četiri žene… Pročitajte i razmislite o ovom SOČNE HURMAŠICE: KO BI IM ODOLIO! Najviše je volio svoju četvrtu ženu. Poklanjao joj je bogate poklone, brinuo se o njoj dajući joj svo materijalno bogatstvo. Također je volio i svoju treću ženu. Bio je ponosan na nju i uvijek je pokazivao svojim prijateljima. Ali uvijek je postojao strah kod njega da će ga ona napustiti i otići sa nekim drugim daleko od njega. Volio je i svoju drugu ženu ona je pažljiva i brižna prema njemu. U stvarnosti, njoj se najviše ispovijedao. Kad kod bi trgovac imao problem prilazio bih svojoj drugoj ženi koja bi mu uvijek pomogla i vodila bi ga kroz teška vremena. Ali trgovac je imao i svoju prvu ženu, koja mu je bila vjerna i pomagala mu godinama da stekne svo to bogatstvo. Brinula se o domaćinstvu i obitelji. Međutim, trgovac je nije volio i jedva da ju je primjećivao. Jednoga dana trgovac se razboli. Znao je da će umrijeti uskoro. Razmišljao je o svom bogatstvu i životu punom blaga, pa reče sebi: „Imam četiri žene. Ali kada umrem, ostati ću sam.“ Odluči on razgovarati sa njima, pa upita prvo svoju četvrtu ženu: „Volim te najviše od svih. Davao sam ti sve najbolje stvari i brinuo se o tebi. Sada umirem i htio bih da me slijediš kroz moju smrt.“ Ona se iznenadi: „Ne dolazi u obzir“ odgovori mu ona i napusti ga ne rekavši ni riječi više. Njen odgovor mu probi grudi poput oštra noža. Tada trgovac, sav utuče, upita svoju treću ženu: „Volio sam te i uvijek bio u tvom društvu. Sada kada umirem, želiš li me pratiti kroz smrt?“ „Ne,“ odgovori ona, „život je tako dobar ovdje i čim ti umreš ponovno ću se udati za drugoga.“ Te riječi slomiše trgovčevo srce. Upita potom svoju drugu ženu: „Uvijek sam te pitao za savjet i ti si mi pomagala. Sada ponovo trebam tvoju pomoć. Kada umrem hoćeš li biti uz mene?“ „Na žalost, ne mogu ti više pomoći,“ odgovori mu druga žena. „U najbolje slučaju otpratiti ću te do groba.“ Njen odgovor ga pogodi poput munje i on se sruši bez riječi duboko razočaran. Tada začuje glas: „Ja ću ići sa tobom. Slijediti ću te bez obzira gdje ćeš ići.“ Trgovac podigne pogled prema svojoj prvoj ženi. Bila je tako jadna, neuhranjena. Sa tugom u grlu trgovac reče: „Trebao sam se bolje brinuti o tebi. Ti me jedina nisi napustila.“ U stvarnosti, svi mi imamo četiri žene… Četvrta žena je naše tijelo. Bez obzira koliko se brinuli o njemu, napusti će nas kada umremo. Naša treća žena je naše bogatstvo i ono što imamo u materijalnom svijetu. Kada umremo sve odlazi drugima. Druga žena je naša obitelj i prijatelji. Bez obzira koliko bili bliski sa njima, u najboljem slučaju će nas ispratiti do samoga groba. Prva žena je naša duša. Često zanemarena u traganju za materijalnim bogatstvom i privremenim užicima. Ona nas jedina prati iz života u život. Možda bi bilo dobro da razmislimo tko nam je najbliži, a ne da u trenutku smrti jadikujemo što nas svi napuštaju. Svi osim duše… (atma.hr)