[Music] once upon a time in a prosperous kingdom there lived a noble and generous King named harsh he was known far and wide for his kindness every morning as the first rays of the Sun Touched the Earth he would ride through the city in his Grand Chariot carrying food for the hungry he fed the Stray Dog helped the poor and ensured that no saint or beggar in his kingdom slept on an empty stomach people praised his generosity calling him the protector of the helpless one day as the King was feeding the dogs a cunning Minister
who was with him said your majesty without you these poor creatures would starve you are their savior without your kindness they would have no one the king smiled slightly at the flattery but just then a saint sitting nearby burst into laughter surprised the king asked oh wise one why do you laugh the saint replied calmly Minister's words amused me oh King the truth is it is not you who feed them but the Almighty we are mere mediums the real Giver is above us when we give it should be with love not Pride love is the
language that all beings understand though the king remained silent the Saints words unsettled him did this saint think his generosity was meaningless his pride was hurt determined to prove the saint wrong the king decided not to feed anyone the next day the following morning he rode out with his Chariot full of food but he did not give a single morsel to the hungry dogs or the needy people the dogs followed his Chariot their eyes filled with hope but he ignored them days passed and the once Lively dogs began to look weak and frail the streets
seemed quieter as the hungry Souls wandered in search of food then one day the king spotted the same Saint sitting by the roadside with a triumphant smirk he stopped his Chariot and said look I have not fed these dogs for days see how weak they have become does this not prove that I was the one taking care of them not your socalled Almighty the saint smiled and asked tell me Your Majesty have you observed how these dogs have survived the king scoffed survived they are barely alive a few more days without food and they will
surely die the saint nodded and replied life and and death are also in his hands if it is written that they must suffer then so be it but remember true kindness is not about proving oneself it is about giving without expecting anything in return the king clenched his fists he would prove the saint wrong the next morning as always he set out with his Chariot full of food but fate had other plans Midway the wheel of his chariot suddenly broke the Chariot tumbled and the King fell hard onto the ground his food basket scattered spilling
food all around in pain the king saw the dogs rushing toward him for a moment fear gripped him would they attack him but to his shock the dogs did not touch the food instead they gathered around him whining softly licking his wounds standing guard as if protecting him just then the saint arrived smiling he said oh King look even in hunger these creatures chose love over food they care for you not because you feed them but because they feel your presence in their hearts today your wealth your power and your pride could not protect you
but the love you unknowingly gave came back to Shield you tears welled up in the kingk eyes he finally understood he had given with pride not love he had fed to feel Superior not to serve but love was never about ego it was about compassion that day the king bowed before the saint and humbly said I now see my mistake from today I will give not out of Pride but out of true kindness from that day forward King harsh was a changed man he gave without seeking recognition and his kingdom flourished with love and harmony
true kindness is not about power or Pride it is about love true kindness comes from the heart not from Pride when we give it should be out of love not to prove our greatness what we share with love always returns to us in unexpected ways wealth and power may not always protect us but Selfless Love and compassion create bonds that stand the test of time [Music]
