|Thought I had share this story about Bill Gates, which makes you ponder the meaning of real richness. |
Coincidentally, after 2–3 months, I landed at the same airport and again I was in short of change for a newspaper. The vendor offered me the newspaper again. I refused and said that I can’t take it for I don’t have a change today too. He said, “You can take it, I am sharing this from my profit, I won’t be at loss.” I took the newspaper.
After 19 years I became famous and known by people. Suddenly I remembered that vendor. I began searching for him and after about 1½ month of searching I found him.
I asked him, “Do you know me?” He said, “Yes, you are Bill Gates.”
I asked him again, “Do you remember once you gave me newspaper for free?”
The vendor said, “Yes, I remember. I gave you twice.”
I said, “I want to repay the help you had offered me that time. Whatever you want in your life, tell me, I shall fulfill it.”
The vendor said, “Sir, don’t you think that by doing so you won’t be able to match my help?”
I asked, “Why?”
He said, “I had helped you when I was a poor newspaper vendor and you are trying to help me now, when you have become the richest man in the world. How can your help match mine ?”