Bad Luck, Good Luck. Who Knows?
There is a Chinese story of a farmer who used an old horse in his fields. This small powerful story change my life , change my vision to see things and situation. Thanks to Armagan Barlas Hava for telling me the story.in the right place and at the right moment.
Bad luck, Good luck. Who knows?
One day the horse of an old farmer ran away.
Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically. “‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?” the farmer replied.
The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses.
“How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed. “Maybe” replied the old man.
The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg.
Everyone thought that was bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only rea
ction was, “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”
Some weeks later, the army marched into the village and conscripted every able-bodied youth they found.
When they saw the farmer’s son with his broken leg, they let him off The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out. “‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?” said the farmer.
Everything that seems, on the surface, to be bad luck may be good luck in disguise. And everything that seems fortunate may not be as it seems.