Hapiness And Money
...Bleaker Street subway terminal. For 25 years Amir was sitting behind a cash register selling yesterdays newspaper for less than half the usual fee of 25 cents. I’m not here to put down Amirs living but it wasn’t hard to say that he had seen better days in his home country of Afghanistan. Amir was forced to move out of his home when the Russians invaded and sent him packing. A once highly respected doctor was now selling dirty magazines and stale pretzels for a living, a fairly hard life to adjust to for anyone. Little did Amir know that the choice he was going to be forced to make was a lot harder than any other decision which would come his way.
After the usual 15 minute wait for the train, Amir was ready to go home to see his wife and newly born child. As he read his newspaper and sipped his black coffee the F train came to a screeching halt and every light in the train immediately shut. These things don’t usually happen so Amir began to worry. Since he was underground he was not able to reach anyone from his cell phone, so he was forced to wait for someone or something to help him. What seemed like hours went by when finally a man covered in black clothes and a white hood approached Amir. This mystery man simply lifted his hand and Amir felt his entire body go limp. The man stood over Amirs rag doll body and laid a glass bowl in the shape of a pearl next to him.
When he woke up he was staring at his wife who at this point, was more nervous than anyone. She was carrying the baby in one arm and in the other she tightly gripped the bowl that was left by the man on the subway. They examined it closely and realized they inside was a note. They pulled it out and both read it in sync. The note said the glass bowl had the power to turn tears into pearls. Amir and his wife both looked at each other with nothing to say. Hours went by as they examined...
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