This story is about a beautiful, expensively dressed
lady who complained to her psychiatrist that she felt that her whole life was
empty, it had no meaning.
So, the lady went to visit a counselor to seek out
happiness. The counselor called over the old lady who cleaned the office
floors. The counselor then said to the rich lady "I'm going to ask
Mary here to tell you how she found happiness. All I want you to do is listen
to her."
So the old lady put down her broom and sat on a chair
and told her story: "Well, my husband died
of malaria and three months later my only son was killed by a car.
I had nobody... I had nothing left. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't
eat, I never smiled at anyone, I even thought of taking my own life.
Then one evening a little kitten followed me home from
work. Somehow I felt sorry for that kitten. It was cold outside, so I
decided to let the kitten in. I got it some milk, and the kitten licked the
plate clean. Then it purred and rubbed against my leg and, for the first
time in months, I smiled.
Then I stopped to think, if helping a little kitten
could make me smile, maybe doing something for people could make me happy. So
the next day I baked some biscuits and took them to a neighbor who was sick in
bed. Every day I tried to do something nice for someone.
It made me so happy to
see them happy. Today, I don't know of anybody who sleeps and eats better than
I do. I've found happiness, by
giving it to others."
When she heard that the rich lady cried. She had everything
that money could buy, but she had lost the things which money cannot buy.
"The beauty of life does not depend on how happy
you are; But on how happy others can
be because of you..."
