The Carpenter

Value- Right Conduct

Sub value- Unity, togetherness

Once upon a time, there lived two brothers on adjoining farms, who fell into conflict. This was their first serious rift, in 40 years of farming side-by-side, sharing machinery, trading labour and goods as needed without a hitch. Their issues began with a small misunderstanding, which grew into a major difference and eventually, it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence. Their long standing collaboration thus fell apart.

One morning there was a knock on John, the older brother’s, door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter’s toolbox. “I ‘m looking for a few days’ work,” he said. “I hope to do some odd jobs on your farm and earn my wage. Is there any job for me to do and help you?” “Yes,” said the older brother. “I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That’s my neighbour. In fact, it’s my younger brother! Last week there was a meadow between us. He recently took his bulldozer to the river bank and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I’ll show him better. See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to build me a fence an 8-foot fence — so I won’t need to see his place or his face anymore.”

The carpenter said, “I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I’ll be able to do a job that pleases you.” The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day.

The carpenter worked hard all that day — measuring, sawing and nailing. At sundown, when John returned from town, the carpenter was just finishing his job. John’s eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped in shock and bewilderment. There was no fence there at all, instead there stood a bridge. A bridge that stretched from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, handrails and all! And the neighbour, his younger brother, was approaching them with a smile, with his hand stretched out and said, “John! You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I’ve said and done.”





The two brothers walked to the middle of the bridge and shook hands with one another. All misunderstandings forgotten and forgiven. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox onto his shoulder. “Hey, wait! Stay a few days. I’ve other projects for you,” called out, John, the older brother.

“I’d love to stay on,” the carpenter replied, “but I have many more bridges to build.”


It is easy to break off a relationship, but very difficult to build one. One must cherish the love one gets in one’s life. There will be ups and downs in relationships, but one must learn to give in, to treasure some of these valuable relationships. Our ego and hatred on certain issues blinds us; and we invariably come to a wrong decision. So one must ponder, give time for understanding each other, so that we, as well others, can be happy. Let’s build bridges instead of creating barriers.

 It doesn’t matter what kind of car you drove, what matters is how many people you helped get where they needed to go.

The square footage of your house doesn’t matter ,  what matters is how many people you welcomed into your home.

It doesn’t matter how many clothes you had in your closet, what matters is how many you helped to clothe.

It doesn’t matter how many friends you had, what matters is how many people to whom you were a friend.

It doesn’t matter in what neighbourhood you lived, what matters is how you treated your neighbours.

The colour of your skin doesn’t matter,  what matters is the content of your character.

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Now in other Indian languages as well


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