The Slave

It all started with a newspaper that supported the wealthy and poor discrimination. There was a young and innocent slave whose pajamas were worn out and his T-shirt was stained with muddy colors. He was ridiculed by everyone for whom he worked. He was bereft and deeply melted down and he was not getting the confidence to take these kinds of stuff in a pinch of salt way. One day he woke up with a fresh morning and as usual, he went on his work but something was scaling his way and that was– an old lady who was barely able to stand stopped him from heading towards his work.

She was very feeble and leaned towards him saying- “Hey, son, where are you marching for?”, it made him ponder that nothing had ever stopped him or asked questions or anything else, so how come to that old lady who he did not know before asked. But he said calmly “Um... I am heading to my work.” and he headed to his workplace. The old lady did not respond until it was the right time to catch up and then she finally responded “Good job, never think you are small, never think you are poor, never think you are a fool and never ever try to accept the discrimination, if you obey my words then I swear, you will be at the top of the world!” then the old lady dispersed after the slave had just turned back to see the face of that lady. He finally understood that it was nothing but an incarnation of God to give him support and strength and then he obeyed the golden words of that lady and finally lived his life with joy and jovialness! 

THE END…