Feeling What Others Feel

Habul was quite young when his father died. His mother was too weak to keep him under control, which led him to fall in with a gang of burglars, and he grew into a skilled criminal.

After his mother’s death, Habul felt even more liberated to pursue whatever he desired, unencumbered by familial ties.

He got married, but his wife never supported his nefarious activities. “Try to imagine the sorrow of those whose homes you burgle,” she told him repeatedly. As a result, Habul kept his stolen loot hidden away from her.

One day, upon returning from a distant job, Habul discovered that his hidden possessions had been stolen. His anguish was profound.

“Now you feel what others feel when they lose their property to you. Yours was only stolen property. Theirs is hard-earned!” said his wife. Habul fell silent, reflecting on her words and the weight of his actions.