Hello dear steemians here is my new entry on steemit platform with a new post mt this will be about a story which shows us It is a great virtue to be helpful. Virtue is aim of muslims in this world because without virtue Muslims can not get Heaven. So let's see the story!
There was once a holly man who lived in a forest.Hel lived there all alone in a small hut. He was very pious and God fearing. He always liked to help others. He helped others even at his own expense.
One night there came a terrible storm in the forest, accompanied by a heavy rain. The holly man was busy in his work when he heard nock at the door. He opened the door and there stood before him a gentleman who spoke to him thus;
“Sir. I am a hunter. I came to the forest to hunt. but because of this storm and the heavy rain it is not possible for me to hunt, I cannot go back either. I am looking tor shelter. l shalt be grateful it you could Iet me spend the night here."
The pious old man without any hesitation asked him to step In. He gave him a towel to dry himself. He then gave him a cup of hot milk to drunk. The hunter looked around, It was a small room With one little cot. Only one person could sleep on It.
“Sir. this is a very small room and there is hardly room for two. How are we going to spend the night here. the two of us?“ said the hunter.
The pious old man said. “You are very simple. True. the room is small, very small indeed. But it is the heart that matters. If one has a large heart, one can manage.“
The hunter was satisfied with this answer. He started drinking his milk. Another knock at the door. This time even louder. The pious old man opened the door. There was a farmer asking for shelter.
“Sir. I am a farmer. But in this heavy rain there isn't a thing that I can do. I can‘t even go home. Could you please give me shelter for the night?”
The pious old man. as usual. asked the farmer to come in. He offered him a glass of milk.
Now there were three men. instead at two. in that little room. The farmer was surprised. He said, “Sir this is a small room. You already have a guest. How are we. the three of us. Going to spend the night ‘in a small room such as that's?"
The pious old man told the farmer that in case they could not sleep. they could at least stand all night In a small room such as this.
The weather out side was becoming more stormy. Some one was knocking very hard at the door again. The pious old man moved to open the door. The tanner however asked hum not to do so.
“There ls hardly any place tor the three 01 us in this room. How could we accommodate any more people?"
The old man was very kind and generous. He could not see people m trouble, He was always ready to share whatever he had with others. He said to the farmer, "The weather was bad outside. You wanted shelter. You knocked at my door and I opened it for you. Just imagine what night have happened If I had not allowed you in". The knocking at the door was Still" going on.
The old man didn‘t wait to hear the farmer any more and rushed to open the door.
This time there was a mother with her two small kids. shivering in the cold.
The old man asked them to come in at once and said to the farmer, “Now see what would have happened to the little kids In the cold. stormy night".
The farmer felt guilty and apologized to the holy man. “I am very sorry, Sir. You are a great one. I was selfish. Please forgive me. I'll never say such things again."
The whole crowd spent the stormy night standing in that little hut. They chatted about all sorts at things. They praised the kindness of their host.
The pious old man in that dark and gloomy forest showed them the night path. They decided in then turn to help others as the old man had helped them.
