There used to be a poor barber in a village who used to cut people's hair by placing a chair under a tree.
It was going through a difficult time. He had no home to live in. He had no wife and no children. He only owned a sheet and a pillow. When it was night, he would spread a sheet outside a closed school, put a pillow and sleep.
One day in the morning there was a flood in the village. When he opened his eyes, there was noise everywhere. He got up and climbed on the tank built next to the school. Spread the sheet and lean against the wall and lie down and watch the people.
People were running away with their belongings and valuable household items. Someone is running away with cash, someone is running away with jewels, someone is running away with goats.
Meanwhile, a person was running, he was carrying gold ornaments, money and clothes. When the man passed by the barber and calmed him down
When you saw him lying down, he said angrily! Oh our everything is destroyed. Our soul is built and you are lying here in peace.
This is what Karnai said
Lale, today is the pleasure of poverty.
When I heard this story, I laughed, but then I thought that maybe the scene of Roz Mohshar would be similar. When all humans are accounted for. On the one hand, the poor will be counted. Two-day bread, cloth. The rights of Allah and the rights of the servants $BNB
On the one hand, the rich will be counted. Plaza shops, factories, vehicles, bungalows, gold and jewelry, employees - money - halal and haram - luxury - zakat. The rights of Allah and the rights of the servants...
You will be sweating and shaking with fear while accounting for so many things. Then maybe the poor will be looking at the rich like this barber.
A strange calmness on the face and maybe the heart is saying in the heart..!
Today is the taste of poverty $BTC #BinanceAlphaPoints #CryptoRegulation #BinanceAlphaAlert #CryptoCPIWatch #LaunchpadWars
