[Last Bell of Montezuma]-Shaid's last words,Don't eat fake honey

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In one village there lived an honest honey seller named Shahid. Shahid used to get up early every morning and go out to the nearby forest and mountains to look for honey and then go to the bazaar and sell it.
This was Shahid's daily routine.
Allah gave Shahid three sons. Who were growing up.
Shahid's wife was a very good woman and she was training her children very well.
But one day Shahid was returning from the bazaar. So he was very upset.

And all the way he kept thinking that it is very difficult for me to collect honey from the forest and mountains but the living conditions are not getting better.
He reached home with the same thought and had the same thought while eating.
Shahid's wife's name was Sadia.
Sadia asked her husband, "What's the matter? You look very upset and lost in deep thought."
So Shahid said to his wife, "I am quitting the job of honey and want to start selling milk."
Because there is a lot of profit in milk.
Shahid told his wife that you have not seen our neighbor Tariq sells milk and is living a life of luxury. We will also sell milk and live a life of luxury. Meanwhile, Shahid's wife said that he was known as a honey seller and people came from far and wide to buy honey from you.

But Shahid's wife told Shahid that we don't even have money to buy goats. We are poor people and how to buy goats. So she told her husband that we do not live a life of luxury.
So the next day when Shahid was going to look for honey, he saw that his neighbor was mixing clean river water in his milk.
So Shahid saw him doing this. So Tariq said to him, "Do not tell this to anyone, and mix it with honey, so that you too will become rich."
I won't tell anyone either.
Tariq told Shahid that he knows a way by which you can become rich like me by mixing it with honey.
And Tariq said, "I know you don't have money." I will give that too.
Thus Shahid got into Tariq's words and made a plan to sell fake honey made of fake sugar by mixing it with real honey.
When Shahid returned home, he did not tell this story to his wife and together with Tariq, he started selling fake honey mixed with real honey. I collect honey and thus earn more.
Thus Shahid was the only man known as a honey seller in the area and in a nearby village.
Honey was used by the people of this region to treat various diseases. Thus the people of this village and the surrounding villages used to come from Shahid to buy honey for the treatment of their diseases.

Shahid became rich due to fake honey. And Shahid's fake honey business reached its peak.
Thus Shahid's honey began to be sold in every village.
Meanwhile, Shahid's eldest son became very ill and during his illness Shahid had gone to another village to sell honey for three days.
Shahid's wife went to Hakeem to see her baby and Hakeem said the cure for the disease was in the honey of a small bee.
Feeding this baby honey will cure it.
Shahid's wife brought the baby home and fed the baby honey in the house.
And as soon as the child ate honey, Shahid's son died.
Hearing the news of his son, Shahid came home and his wife told him the whole story.
So Shahid was very sad because of the death of his son.
After the death of his eldest son, Shahid became very upset but he did not give up the business of fake honey and a few months later his second son contracted a strange disease.
Shahid took his son to Hakeem to see him and Hakeem said that the cure for this disease is also in pure honey.
So Shahid was worried that only he sells fake honey in every village and now he brought pure honey for his son from Kahan, so he went to the mountain in search of honey to find pure honey but he could not find this pure honey.
Thus Shahid's second son was about to die when Shahid found out.
That a honey seller has come to his village.
Shahid asked him if it was pure honey. The seller said that it was pure honey. Shahid bought it and fed it to his son. But as soon as his son ate honey

But as soon as his son ate the honey, he died. Thus, Shahid's laughing house was destroyed due to eating fake honey.
And Shahid was half mad with the death of his sons. Shahid told his wife the story of all the fake honey that he himself is the killer of his children.
Her sons have died from eating this fake honey.
And he sells this fake honey himself.
Thus Shahid's wife hated her husband.
Shahid's wife spread the news of fake honey in the whole village so that no one would eat honey during the illness.

Thus the news reached all these areas where Jahan Shahid used to sell fake honey.
Now Shahid was mad with grief and shock at his children.
And Shahid used to say one thing all night while sleeping and waking up.
Don't eat fake honey, I am the killer of my children.
Don't eat fake honey, I am the killer of my children.
Now Shahid was mad. In the streets, like a madman, he was walking around in the grief of his children and confessing his guilt.
Shahid's wife was also sad.

Ethical lessons

Whoever does good deeds will be rewarded well. We must not open up to the lives of others for our own benefit. Just like I love my children at home. In this way, everyone loves their home.
So we have to take care of everyone.
The result of good deeds is always good.

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Each of us has to face our own deeds, good or evil. We need to be carefully about our work... it will be returned!

Well written, thanks.

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Wealth is not measured by the amount of money in your pocket. Being poor is a mental state.

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Hello dear friend @yousafharoonkhan good day
What an interesting story, I loved it, it invites a reflection
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