Story For Your Grief

A friend is going through a bad phase.
On an earlier similar occasion, I had said “don’t worry, thank your luck, it could have been worse.” Not a very good thing to say at troubled times. But here is a story, maybe this will help.

A king like all other kings had a wise man accompanying him in all his endeavors.
Once the king lost his finger in a battle, and the wise man said “what ever happens for the best”.
The king got angry, how could loosing my finger be good.
Promptly the man was chained and sent to the prison.
Few days later the king went for a hunt, got lost and was captured by some tribal cannibals.
While they were offering him to the gods, they noticed his cut Finger and left him loose as he was physically unfit for the gods.

Happy to get his life back, he remembered the wise mans words, immediately went to him, freed him and apologized to him.

Wise man said again “what ever happens for the best”.
Yeah1 damn right, the king jubilantly said.

I go with you everywhere, all the time, if you would not have imprisoned me, even I would have got caught with you, and the tribal’s would have though left you, they would have surely sacrificed me. The wise man said.

(I know it doesn’t help much, but there is always a parallel world and a series of events that could have happened if not this, maybe, this will be some solace)

With you in your grief.