There was once a young widower, who truely loved his five year old son very much. One Day when he is out on business the bandits came and burned down the entire village and kidnapped his son.
When the man returned from his trip, he saw the ruins and started to panic. He took one of the burnt corpse of an infant and taught to be his son and he cried uncontrollably. He then organised a cremation ceremony for his belovered chils, he also collected the ashes and put them in a beautiful little bag which he always kept it with him.
Soon after that, his real son escaped from the bandits and ran back to his home. He then arrived at his father's newly built cottage at midnight and knocked at the door. The father who is , still in his mysery asked: "Who it it?" The child then answered, it is me daddy, please open the door! please!
But in his mind, he convinced that his own son was dead, so father thought that there might be some young boy trying to make fun of him. He shouted loudly: GET LOST and then continue with his crying.
After some time of knocking , the child left. Both the Father and son never met each other again."
Moral of the Story: Sometime we mistakenly took something as the truth. If we cling to it so much, even when the truth comes in person and knocks on your door, you will not open it.
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