SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make 500rs an hour."
SON: "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man.
"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the 200rs you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled..
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.
"Daddy, I have 500rs now. Can I buy an hour of your time?
Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
We never understand how important our time is for our loved ones. They are the real treasure we have. Try to cherish them. Money can never take their place.
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