Don’t Let Everyone Smell the Fragrance of Your Home
I once read a beautiful story that left a deep impression on me. Let me share it with you. There was a man in a village named Gama. Whenever he craved something special to eat—especially morning tea and parathas—he would make his way to a few selected homes. Early in the morning, he would stand outside a house and call out to the woman sweeping the courtyard. “O fortunate one! You have worked so hard all your life. A woman like you has never been truly appreciated. This home shines because of you—this is your greatness." Then he would turn to the husband and say, “You are truly blessed to have such a wife." Hearing this, the wife would open the long‑suppressed file of complaints about her husband, while Gama nodded sympathetically, hand on his forehead. Soon after, the woman would wash her hands and ask, “Would you like some tea? Gama would smile and reply, “Only tea? I still remember your parathas—but you look tired today, so don’t trouble yourself." Wrapped in the sw...