An old man
lived in the village. He was one of the most unfortunate people in the world.
The whole village was tired of him, he was always gloomy, constantly complained
and always was in a bad mood. The longer he lived, the more bile was becoming
and the more poisonous were his words. People avoided him, because his
misfortune became contagious. It was even unnaturally and insulting to be happy
next to him. He created the feeling of unhappiness in others.
But one day,
when he got eighty years old, an incredible thing happened. Instantly everyone
heard the rumour: “An Old Man is happy today, he doesn’t complain about
anything, smiles, and even his face is freshened up”. The whole village
gathered together. An old man was asked:
– What
happened to you?
– Nothing
special – he answered. – Eighty years I’ve been chasing
happiness, and it was useless. And then I decided to live without happiness and
just enjoy life. That’s why I’m happy now.
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