There
were two childhood buddies who went through school and college and even
joined the army together. War broke out and they were fighting in the
same unit. One night they were ambushed. Bullets were flying all over
and out of the darkness came a voice, "Harry, please come and help me."
Harry immediately recognized the voice of his childhood buddy, Bill. He
asked the captain if he could go. The captain said, "No, I can't let you
go, I am already short-handed and I cannot afford to lose one more
person. Besides, the way Bill sounds he is not going to make it." Harry
kept quiet. Again the voice came, "Harry, please come and help me."
Harry sat quietly because the captain had refused earlier. Again and
again the voice came. Harry couldn't contain himself any longer and told
the captain, "Captain, this is my childhood buddy. I have to go and
help." The captain reluctantly let him go. Harry crawled through the
darkness and dragged Bill back into the trench. They found that Bill was
dead. Now the captain got angry and shouted at Harry, "Didn't I tell
you he was not going to make it? He is dead, you could have been killed
and I could have lost a hand. That was a mistake." Harry replied,
"Captain, I did the right thing. When I reached Bill he was still alive
and his last words were 'Harry, I knew you would come.
Good
relationships are hard to find and once developed should be nurtured.
We are often told: Live your dream. But you cannot live your dream at
the expense of others. People who do so are unscrupulous. We need to
make personal sacrifices for our family, friends, and those we care
about and who depend on us.
