A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his five-year-old son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?" said the boy."Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much do you earn in an hour?" "That's none of your business. Why do you ask
such a thing?" the man said angrily. "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much
do you earn in an hour?" pleaded the little boy. "If you must know, I make Rs 50 an hour."
"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I please
borrow twenty rupees from you?" The father was furious, "If you have asked this to borrow
money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to
your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. Do I work hard
everyday for this?" The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down feeling very angry
at the little boy. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After
about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: maybe there was
something he really needed to buy with that money. He doesn't often ask for money. The
man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep, son?"
He asked.“No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy. "I've been thinking, maybe I was too harsh on
you earlier," said the man, "It's been a long day and I took out my frustration on you. Here.
Take the twenty rupees you asked for." The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh,
thank you daddy!" He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled
up currencies. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, was angry again. The little
boy slowly counted his money, then looked up at his father.
"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled. "Because I
didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have Rs 50 now. Can I
buy an hour of your time?