“182nd story”
First published: Mar.11.2021
Once upon a time,
There lived an old man in a village.
One of the days his horse ran away and disappeared. Losing his horse was very hard for him.
People of the village said: “You are a very unlucky person, and we feel so sorry for you.”
The old man replied: “You never know.”
The next day the old man’s horse came back along with a few wild horses and now his one horse became so many.
The people of the village said: “You are a very lucky man.”
The old man replied: “You never know.”
The old man’s son tried to tame the wild horses and fell off one of them, and broke his leg.
People of the village said: “You are a very unlucky person.”
The old man only had one answer: “You never know.”
The next day the king announced that all the young men and boys had to join the army and fight for the kingdom.
The old man’s son was excused because he had a broken leg.
People said: “You are very lucky.”
And the old man said: “You never know.”
Life is full of unlucky and lucky events; all is just the appearance of life. But never forget that all your today’s bad luck could lead to your future best of luck.
“You Never Know.”
Dear friends don’t forget to read my books.
A Voice from Iran 
risks are of ya own taking
luck is the dust off ya ass shaking
wise to my own ego ayes
the shah
farouk
king for a day
but the kingdom
is north to south
and my mouth is big
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Appreciate your constant kind visits, John.
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tis our community.
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🙏🌺
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Beautiful ❤️
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Thank you dear. Much love.
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I’m lucky to have read this beautiful story today. God bless you for posting these wonderful stories.
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Love you.<3
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You are also a wonderful short story teller, Laleh! I am honored about the possibility to read them. Have a nice day, enjoy the rest of the week! Michael
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Your kind words means a lot, Michael.
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🙂 Yours as well, Laleh! Enjoy your day!
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🙏🌺
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Thank you, Laleh! You as well! Have also a beautiful weekend! Michael
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You too.❤️
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❤️ Thank you, my friend!
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💙💙💙
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Thanks dear.<3
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Life is full of incidents, good or bad!
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True.
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Thanks for sharing your writing ✍
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Thanks a million dear for sharing your kind words.❤️
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life is a spinning wheel. but sometimes it slows down or stops. The happy moments seem to run away fast, the unfortunate ones seem to last forever …
Goodnight dear Laleh… and good luck ❤
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Appreciate your kind visit dear Sherazade💝💝💝
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Ciao 🍵🍵
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😘
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You never know. reminds me of the expression that “it is an ill wind that blows no good.”
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Thanks Anne for always sharing your kind words.❤️
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Beautiful story Laleh… you never know! LOL!👍🍂🍮🍮🎶
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😂😂😂thanks lovely ❤️❤️❤️
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🙃🎶⚡️
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I feel the hearts❤️. Beautiful story 👌
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Appreciate your kindness dear.💝
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Luck and unluck are intertwined, we will never know what will happen next. Have a nice weekend, Laleh 🙂
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True, that’s so much sweetheart.❤️
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This is beautiful and inspiring. ❤️
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Thanks dear.🌺❤️
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I love that and so true.. 😉
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Appreciate your kindness dear.💝
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
HAVEN’ SEEN OR HEARD A GOOD HORSE LAUGH LIKE THAT IN AGES! 😀 LALEH—YOUR FILES MUST BE FULGING WITH THESE!!!
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😂😂😂 thanks Jonathan.❤️
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YOU ARE MOST WELCOME, MASTER STORYTELLER! ❤
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😂😂😂🥰
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❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
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I love this☘️
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Thanks Kathy sweetheart.💝
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Indeed we never know.
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Thanks so much dear for your time.❤️
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Reblogged this on worldtraveller70.
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Thanks dear.❤️
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I’ve heard other versions of this story, as well. The old man had a wise approach toward life. 🙂
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Wonderful, thanks Anna for always paying a nice visit.❤️
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Now I have a whole new appreciation of what shows up each day. You never know!
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😂😂😂 that’s great.❤️❤️❤️
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Wonderful story with a profound truth 😍😍
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Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts, dear.❤️
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amazingly beautiful.
🤩🌟🐴🐴🐴love all pictures. enjoyed mahalo ✨🌟🌟🌟🌟🙏🏾👍🏾
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Thanks so much dear.🙏❤️
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Saggia conclusione!
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Thanks so much dear.🌷
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poor number 13
know whatta i mean
God made us so
but we forget even tho we truly know
His kinder
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Thanks so much John.🌷
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surely. shirley. gasssssssssssssssssp!
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🌷
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This very shirt story is wonderful!
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Appreciate it❤️
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My pleasure 💗
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Sorry: short
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💝
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Very good and so true! 😊
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Thanks so much dear.🌺
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Love this story Laleh. I just read it to my son and daughter. Thank you!!! 💞
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So very kind of you sweetheart.❤️❤️❤️
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You’re welcome. 💞💞💗
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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🙏🙏🙏
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I love this story and the pictures with it. As a former reading teacher, I think this would be perfect for youngsters to read as well as adults!
Cheers,
Julie
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Means a lot dear Julie.🌺
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This story reminds me of my father. His mother was Jewish, so he wasn’t drafted in the Hitler Youth and not in the military. Instead they made him a forced worker, and he had to build concrete bunkers for the nazis, while all his classmate went on camping trips and adventures.
He wasn’t a nazi, in fact hated them. But he felt a little jealous coz he was left out, had to do hard work instead of sharing the adventure of growing up with his mates. He was even told the next building he was working on would be a prison. A prison for Jews and bastards like him. This made him feel even worse.
In 1942/43 all his classmates were killed in the battle of Stalingrad.
And my father was the only one who could welcome the victorious British tanks when, in 1945, they rolled into Hamburg, his home town. He saw his warden, who was a vicious man and a coward, throw his MP and helmet into the next canal and run away. So my father just went home.
He wasn’t jealous anymore. And never again in his life.
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Wow what a touching story, dear. So much for sharing it.❤️
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