Tales Of My Father: Looking Into The Sun

My father is a simple man from a rural village in the former Yugoslavia. He is a relict from a time when men still were masculine. Sometimes he shares his wisdom with me in form of stories. Here is one of them:

looking into the sun
By: _sarchiCC BY 2.0

“Every morning the man looked into the rising sun with a big smile on his face. And every morning his wife asked: “Why are you smiling? What makes you so happy?” He never answered.

For years they repeated the same routine every morning. She asked: “Why are you smiling? What makes you so happy?” He never answered.

Years went by. They stayed together in good and bad times and got children. He loved her more than anything else in the world.

One morning she asked him: “Why are you smiling? What makes you so happy?”

He said: “Years ago I killed a Chetnik in the neighboring village and nobody found out that it was me.”

The next morning they broke the routine. He wasn’t looking into the sun and he wasn’t smiling. The police came and put him into prison for the murder. He died behind bars. “

No longer looking into the sun
By: fsecartCC BY 2.0

I learned from the story, to never trust somebody completely. Not even somebody I love.

Have you learned something from the story? If so, tell us what in the comments section below.

Deo volente,

Gaius Wolf

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