In a modest village nestled in Balochistan, lived a man named Ali with his parents, his wife, and their three young children – a son and two daughters. Despite his diligent efforts, Ali was often labeled the poorest man in the village, his hard work seemingly never yielding success. Yet, within him resided an unwavering optimism, a deep-seated belief in a brighter future for himself and his family.
The villagers, frequently castigated him, their negative words sometimes threatening to dim his inner light. But Ali possessed a remarkable inner fortitude; he was his own steadfast friend, consistently bolstering his spirits and choosing to disregard the discouraging remarks of others. He harbored a powerful vision: a future where he would accomplish something extraordinary, something that would inspire awe and pride in everyone who knew him.
One crisp morning, as a gentle breeze rustled the leaves under a sky painted with beautiful clouds, Ali felt a renewed sense of purpose. He gathered his meager tools and set off with a determined stride. He had conceived an ambitious plan: to build a house so magnificent that it would leave everyone in wonder.
Fueled by immense hope and unwavering self-belief, Ali toiled tirelessly until nightfall. Returning home late, he simply told his wife he had been working, keeping his grand construction project a secret. He envisioned the moment of revelation, the surprise and joy his completed house would bring. The following days unfolded in the same manner: Ali would leave before dawn and return late, offering the same brief explanation to his increasingly curious wife.
On the third night, however, his wife's patience wore thin. "You are a liar, Ali!" she exclaimed, her voice sharp with worry. "You always make excuses. If you have been working for three days, where is the money? We are struggling! I am growing old, your parents are frail, and our children are too young to fend for themselves. How will we eat?"
Though his wife's words were heavy with the weight of their hardship, Ali's self-belief remained unshaken. He understood her anxieties, but his vision propelled him forward. For fifteen more days, he continued his secret labor. Finally, the house was complete. Overwhelmed with joy and anticipation, Ali eagerly went to the village to share his accomplishment with his family and neighbors.
He announced his achievement, expecting admiration. Instead, he was met with ridicule. The villagers scoffed and laughed, their disbelief palpable. But this time, Ali did not succumb to disappointment. He simply smiled and earnestly requested, "Please, just visit it once."
Intrigued despite their skepticism, the villagers followed Ali. When they beheld the house he had single-handedly built, a wave of surprise and then shame washed over them. They were astonished by its beauty and craftsmanship. One by one, they offered their congratulations and apologies. Ali's family was overcome with joy and a touch of embarrassment for their earlier doubts. Soon, people from neighboring towns flocked to see the extraordinary house.
Inspired by his success, Ali began building more such houses, selling them for a substantial profit. Within a year, the man once considered the poorest in the village had become its wealthiest. He had not only created a beautiful home for his family but had also secured a life of comfort and enjoyment for them.
Moral of the Story:
Nothing is impossible for those who believe in themselves and become their own unwavering support. Believe in your own capabilities, and the universe will often conspire to help your dreams materialize. Always affirm: "I am strong, I am capable, and I am enough for myself."
Lucky Changez
Absor