There were two childhood buddies who went through school and
college and even joined the army together. War broke out and they were fighting
in the same unit. One night they were ambushed. Bullets were flying all over
and out of the darkness came a voice, "Harry, please come and help
me."
Harry immediately recognized the voice of his childhood buddy, Bill.
He asked the captain if he could go. The captain said, "No, I can't let
you go, I am already short-handed and I cannot afford to lose one more person.
Besides, the way Bill sounds he is not going to make it." Harry kept
quiet. Again the voice came, "Harry, please come and help me." Harry
sat quietly because the captain had refused earlier. Again and again the voice
came. Harry couldn't contain himself any longer and told the captain,
"Captain, this is my childhood buddy. I have to go and help." The
captain reluctantly let him go. Harry crawled through the darkness and dragged
Bill back into the trench. They found that Bill was dead. Now the captain got
angry and shouted at Harry, "Didn't I tell you he was not going to make
it? He is dead, you could have been killed and I could have lost a hand. That
was a mistake." Harry replied, "Captain, I did the right thing. When
I reached Bill he was still alive and his last words were 'Harry, I knew you
would come.
Good relationships are hard to find and once developed
should be nurtured. We are often told: Live your dream. But you cannot live
your dream at the expense of others. People who do so are unscrupulous. We need
to make personal sacrifices for our family, friends, and those we care about
and who depend on us.
