In a small village lived a young boy named Arjun and his father, Ravi. Ravi was a hardworking farmer, but one year, a terrible drought destroyed all his crops. They lost everything and had almost no money left for food. Arjun saw his father’s sadness, but he held his hand and said, "Don't worry, Father. We have our strength, and we will work hard to earn again."
Years passed, and through tireless effort, Ravi rebuilt his farm and became a prosperous man. However, in the same village lived a wealthy merchant named Vikram. Vikram had mountains of gold, but his heart was as cold as stone. One evening, a hungry traveler knocked on Vikram's door, asking for a small piece of bread. Vikram shouted, "Go away! My wealth is for my family, not for strangers!" and slammed the door.
Arjun, now a young man, watched this. He saw that while Ravi had regained his lost wealth, Vikram had lost something far more precious—his humanity. Ravi, despite his past struggles, always shared his meals with those in need. Arjun realized that money can be lost and found, but a heart without kindness is truly bankrupt.
