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 Short Story 1 :

Lonely  tree was developing among hot sands of

dead desert. Thorny sands covered the Wood. The
Sun mercilessly  consumed its bark. However, the
Tree kept on  living in  spite  of all. One day a Hawk
flew over the desert. The Hawk saw the Tree and sat
on its branch. He checked out the desert and said: —
You are an odd Tree, for what reason do you
continue living among these dead hot sands? Who
needs it? — You, — the Tree replied. — Me? — the
Hawk was shocked. — I needn't bother with you. —
But if  not  me, — the Tree told, — you would need
to sit on the hot sand rather than my branches.  If 
not  me, somebody, seeing you sitting on the tree
alone, would say
that no one requirements you, as well and would ask
you what you live for. Sitting on my branches you,
Hawk, think that  I  need  you. The Hawk considered
the big picture and needed to concur with the Tree.
On the off chance that there was no Tree,  the  bird
of prey would feel himself alone and futile among
this immense desert.
 Short Story 2 :

An  old  man  lived  in  the  town. He  was  one 

of  the  most  unfortunate  people  in the world. The 

whole  village  was  tired  of  him, he  was 

always  gloomy,  continually complained  and 

always  was  in  a  bad  mind-set. The  longer 

he  lived, the  more  bile was  becoming   and 

the  more  poisonous  were  his  words. People 

avoided  him, because  his  misfortune  became

infectious. It  was  even  unnaturally and 

offending to  be  glad next  to  him. He  created 

the  feeling  of  unhappiness  in  others. But 

one  day,  when  he  got  eighty years  old, an 

incredible  thing  occurred. Right away everyone 

heard  the  rumour:  "An  Old  Man  is  cheerful

today, he  doesn't complain  about  anything, grins,
and  even  his  face  is  freshened  up". The  entire
village  gathered  together. An  old 

man was  asked:– What  happened  to  you?–

Nothing  special  – he  replied. Eighty  years  I've 

been  chasing  bliss, and it  was  futile. And then

 I  decided  to  live  without  happiness  and 

just enjoy  life. That's  why I'm  upbeat at this point.
 Short Story 3 :

One  day  after  a  high  tide  lots  of  ocean stars 

were  brought  to  the  shore. They started  drying 
up  in  the  sun. A  kid, walking  down  the  shore 
started  throwing  the ocean stars  into  the  sea,  so 
that  they  could 

continue  their  lives. A  person   came  up  to

him and asked:–Why are  you  doing  this? Look 

around! There  are  millions  of  ocean stars;  the 

shore is  covered  with  them. Your  attempts  won't 
change  anything! The  kid picked  up  the 
following  ocean star, thought  for  a  second, threw 
it  into  the sea and said:–No, my attempt  will 
change a  part for  this  ocean star.
 Short Story 4 :

A major canine saw a pup pursuing its tail  and 

asked:– Why are you wasting time that way?– I 
have  considered philosophy  and tackled the issue
of the  universe, which no other canine before  me
had ever settled, – the little dog replied, – and I have
discovered that the best thing for a dog in life
– is happiness, and  that my happiness  is  in my tail. 
That is the reason I am chasing  it,  and  when I get
it  – I  will  reach  satisfaction.– Son, – the canine
said, – in my young days I was likewise intrigued by
the inquiries of the universe.  I  also  thought that 
the happiness  is  in  the  tail  and  in  the  beginning 
I  was  additionally chasing  it. But 
later  I  have  noticed  that  anywhere  I  go  and 
whatever  I  do, the  tail  was following  behind me.
And afterward I comprehended that I don't have to
pursue it.

Short Story 5 :
Mother asked her youngster: — Do you realize that
God was here, when you were taking treats from the
kitchen? — Yes, I  do. — And do you realize that he
was taking a gander at you this time? — Yes, I  do.
— And how would you think, what he said? — He
said: "There  is  no one here  separated from us, so
take a few treats for me, as well!"

Short Story 6 :
There were two holy messengers living in paradise.
One of them was continually resting, and the
different was constantly  travelling  from  earth

to  God. The resting  holy messenger asked the

other:– Why are you flying constantly from here to
there?– I am conveying the messages from
individuals to God what start with these words: Dear
God, help…   And for what reason are you resting
constantly?– Well, I need to convey the messages to
God what start with these words: I thank you Lord…

Short Story 7 :
Two travellers  went to the  mountains. When they
crossed the midway effectively, the fledgling took a
gander at the undergrowth and started to mourn:–
And where is the lovely landscape, which you were
discussing constantly? His accomplished friend
grinned and replied:– You're  in  the  centre

of  it,  what  you  will  be  convinced  in,  when  we

arrive at the highest point of the mountain.

Short Story 8 :
One  man purchased an excellent house with a
plantation. Close by a jealous man lived in the old 
house.  He was continually attempting to ruin  the
mind-set of his new neighbor: he tossed garbage 
under his entryways and made other terrible things.
One  day the  man woke up feeling great, went out
onto the yard and saw a can of slops  there.  The 
man  took this bucket,  poured  out the slops, cleaned
a container, put the most ripe  and delicious  apples
there  and  went to his neighbour. The neighbour
heard a knock  at  the  entryway and merrily thought:
"At last I  got  it!" He  opened the  entryway
expecting for a quarrel.  However the man gave him
a basin of apples  saying: The  one  who is rich with
something, shares it with others..
 Short Story 9 :

Two men were truly ill.  They consumed a similar

room in the emergency clinic. One of them was
lying in the bed close to the solitary window in their
room. Consistently he was permitted to invest some
energy sitting up in his bed to help emptying the 
liquid out of lungs. The  other  man had to go
through the entirety of his days level on his back.
They rambled about their life, families,  jobs, 
vacations.  Every  time,  when  the  first man was
perched by the window, he depicted in subtleties all
that  he saw outside  the window. His flat mate
consistently searched for those minutes, when his
reality was widened and lit up by the world outside.
Astounding perspectives on a recreation center with
a wonderful lake could  be seen  from the window of
their room. Kids delightfully  played  among ducks
and swans. Couples strolled affectionately
intertwined among bright blossoms. Likewise the
staggering city horizon could be seen.
At the point when the man by the window had been
altogether portraying all that was going on outside 
the  window,  his  flat mate would close his eyes 
and imaged all the wonderful scenes of life  that 
were  told  to  him. One  night  the  man,  whose bed
was close to the window, kicked the bucket calmly
during rest and his  flat mate was exceptionally
pitiful. After  some time, when the medical attendant
came to  visit  him,  he asked if  he  could be moved 
next to  the  window. The nurse  agreed  and
mercifully did the  switch. At the point when she
left, the man slowly  and painfully  propped himself
up on one elbow and took the first  take a gander at
the world outside.  He  was paralyzed. The window
confronted a clear divider. At the point when the
medical caretaker stayed with him the following
time, he told  her about excellent things outside  the 
window  that  his  roommate  depicted him.  The 
nurse  replied  that  his flat mate was a visually
impaired man. She said: „Probably he just attempted
to support you."

Short Story 9 :

A girl  was remaining on the top of a high structure.

Subsequent to discovering that her better half was
cheating  on her, she needed to take with her life.
After a short dithering, she made a stage forward. 
The young lady fell  fast  towards  the  ground.  But 
just  before  the  death,  the  dread filled  her  soul.
Unexpectedly she felt  like  she  was in somebody's
hug. She opened her eyes and saw a heavenly
messenger, who was grasping her.– Why didn't you
let me fall?  – She asked with outrage.– I will  let 
you  go  if  you  agree  to kick the bucket
understanding that  there won't  be any recollections
of you left on earth, nothing.– How is that? – asked
the young lady in shock.– You don't have kids, who
might recollect you, your mom is old and she will
bite the dust soon. Furthermore, every other
person… they will disregard you soon… – And my
better half? He will reprimand himself for my
demise. On the off chance that he will feel regret for
his entire life, he will recollect me.– That  won't 
occur, he doesn't  love you, he is content with
another lady. What's more, he will not fault himself 
for  quite a while, soon he will fail to remember
you.– Fine,  I believe  you.  But  I  have things, 
photos.– Your condo will torch following one year.
And every one of your things will transform into
debris… – But  my companions have photographs of
me.– You don't have companions, – the heavenly
messenger said icily.– But… I am on the aggregate
school photographs. Suddenly,  the angel  began to
unclamp his hands.– You are releasing me since I
demonstrated to you that there will be recollections
about me left? – The girl  asked jokingly.– No. You
are sticking to the strings so hard; you are
persuading me that I would allow you to kick the
bucket, just like  others  are  clinging  to  some 
futile  opportunities  so that  they  could  live.  I 
don't  want  to go through these minutes with you,
since I could help others during that time. I need to
give  individuals an opportunity to live, not to bite
the dust. ."