Here is that nice story for you.......
There used to be a village, in which a Saint fondly called Ashe used to live. He was famous for his discourses on faith and beliefs. One day a man name Gustav visited him in his Ashram," you always say god will take care of us, he is always there to protect us, is that true? " he Asked.His face showed that he was irritated with the idea, From the last few days he was fed up with the popularity of saint Ashe.I suppose.
"Yes it is......." Saint Ashe smiled.
He took no time in taking out a dagger from him pocket, "Then be ready to die" he bought this dagger from a thief,It was very large size dagger, a rare piece of art, decorated with some Arabic words, he knew,this was the ultimate chance to kill him as whole village is busy in Preparation for the coming festival......
"I am" saint again smiled.
"Don`t run, Don`t fear, your god will come and save you" He was laughing sarcastically.HE knew in his heart that god can never come to save his ultimate enemy.
"Hmm...OK"Ashe had a calm face.
He ran towards the saint......... but wait what is this???
Saint Ashe just kicked him straight in face. Oh he started bleeding, he was beaten black and blue by the saint.
He, in his whole life had never bore such beating, he was beaten up-to brim.
"Why, you beat me?"he asked,his eyes were swelled up and black" you always said that god will save, god will protect, then why the hell, this beating...."
I think you don`t have faith on god" he blamed on the saint Ashe.
"I have full faith on the god"Saint Ashe replied calmly" But why to bother god in the things for which we are perfectly capable"
Moral of the story:::::
Faith on destiny is a good virtue to have.But you need to use your own capabilities to make your dreams come true.
There used to be a village, in which a Saint fondly called Ashe used to live. He was famous for his discourses on faith and beliefs. One day a man name Gustav visited him in his Ashram," you always say god will take care of us, he is always there to protect us, is that true? " he Asked.His face showed that he was irritated with the idea, From the last few days he was fed up with the popularity of saint Ashe.I suppose.
"Yes it is......." Saint Ashe smiled.
He took no time in taking out a dagger from him pocket, "Then be ready to die" he bought this dagger from a thief,It was very large size dagger, a rare piece of art, decorated with some Arabic words, he knew,this was the ultimate chance to kill him as whole village is busy in Preparation for the coming festival......
"I am" saint again smiled.
"Don`t run, Don`t fear, your god will come and save you" He was laughing sarcastically.HE knew in his heart that god can never come to save his ultimate enemy.
"Hmm...OK"Ashe had a calm face.
He ran towards the saint......... but wait what is this???
Saint Ashe just kicked him straight in face. Oh he started bleeding, he was beaten black and blue by the saint.
He, in his whole life had never bore such beating, he was beaten up-to brim.
"Why, you beat me?"he asked,his eyes were swelled up and black" you always said that god will save, god will protect, then why the hell, this beating...."
I think you don`t have faith on god" he blamed on the saint Ashe.
"I have full faith on the god"Saint Ashe replied calmly" But why to bother god in the things for which we are perfectly capable"
Moral of the story:::::
Faith on destiny is a good virtue to have.But you need to use your own capabilities to make your dreams come true.