As Zirzel was going toward a hill top where his parents had opened a lodging house, he saw a stranger going door to doors asking for something, probably help. His clothes were dirty, torn and dusty. People were gathering, murmuring and instead of welcoming the helpless man they screamed at him with accusing words.
It was an eye catching event for Zirzel but he had to climb up where his parents are probably working, 'This outcast stranger may come in our hotel at last,' he thought and he rushed up for his binoculars to keep track of the man who was a stranger to him.
When Zirzel reached at the top of the hill he saw that Finnabu was present, already noticing and observing the scene and holding his binoculars.
"Finnabu, Finnabu where are my parents?" Zirzel took deep breathes as he receives his binoculars from finnabu and continued, "There is someone that nobody welcomes, and they said authorities could be tracking him." Before he could say another words he heard a voice behind his back.
"Water, water," the stranger breath heavily, "Please give me some water and please can you give me some food also."
"Give him what he beg for," said Finnabu as he gave his chair to the stranger.
Zirzel quickly replied, "But he is a thief, and people would not like us to help him."
Before the outcast could rest for a few seconds Finnabu called him, and when he stood before them Finnabu turned to Zirzel, "My love, what do you hear about him? What do people call him?"
"Thief."
At that moment Finnabu stretched his right arm toward the outcast, closed his fist and moved his hand up to the sky as if he was separating something from the outcast, and then turned to Zirzel again, "What else do they say?"
Zirzel saw something like object, in which the word 'thief' was written, was separated from the man and remained in the sky as if it was pasted to it, "Umm.. Murderer."
"Anything else?" Finnabu stretched his arm toward the outcast again, closed his fist as if he was grabbing the air before the man and moved it away from him.
"Liar, adulterer, blasphemer, false witness, proud, drunker, betrayer," Zirzel continued saying as Finnabu also continued his work, separating the evil characters from the outcast man, "selfish, stubborn, hatred, lack of knowledge and understanding, drug addict, smoker, conspirer, abductor, greedy, prostitute, tobacco chewer and many more."
Zirzel mentioned all the possible evil characters, including satanic, black heart, heartless, glutony, poor, dirty, stinky, etc. which people says about the man. And when Finnabu finished pulling them out of the man, though a dim dusty like lines still connected the man with the separated evil characters which can only be gone with repentence, he said, "Now, look at him again my dear child." As Finnabu knew Zirzel was yet so young and knows so less about love, he continued, "What do you see?"
"I see a man,..." Zirzel looked at the outcast stranger thoughtfully and continued, "A hungry man... a thirsty man...ummm, a tired man, in need of food and water and...mmm.. a sleepy one."
"Now, give him what he need, all that he need, all the good things he need that you can provide. You saw a man needing help."
Zirzel was still worried, "What if people and authorities ask me why I help him?"
"Tell them, I am helping a man, not the evil characters," Finnabu took deep a breath and continued, "If they are wise humans they will understand, but if they don't, they are this man."
It was an eye catching event for Zirzel but he had to climb up where his parents are probably working, 'This outcast stranger may come in our hotel at last,' he thought and he rushed up for his binoculars to keep track of the man who was a stranger to him.
When Zirzel reached at the top of the hill he saw that Finnabu was present, already noticing and observing the scene and holding his binoculars.
"Finnabu, Finnabu where are my parents?" Zirzel took deep breathes as he receives his binoculars from finnabu and continued, "There is someone that nobody welcomes, and they said authorities could be tracking him." Before he could say another words he heard a voice behind his back.
"Water, water," the stranger breath heavily, "Please give me some water and please can you give me some food also."
"Give him what he beg for," said Finnabu as he gave his chair to the stranger.
Zirzel quickly replied, "But he is a thief, and people would not like us to help him."
Before the outcast could rest for a few seconds Finnabu called him, and when he stood before them Finnabu turned to Zirzel, "My love, what do you hear about him? What do people call him?"
"Thief."
At that moment Finnabu stretched his right arm toward the outcast, closed his fist and moved his hand up to the sky as if he was separating something from the outcast, and then turned to Zirzel again, "What else do they say?"
Zirzel saw something like object, in which the word 'thief' was written, was separated from the man and remained in the sky as if it was pasted to it, "Umm.. Murderer."
"Anything else?" Finnabu stretched his arm toward the outcast again, closed his fist as if he was grabbing the air before the man and moved it away from him.
"Liar, adulterer, blasphemer, false witness, proud, drunker, betrayer," Zirzel continued saying as Finnabu also continued his work, separating the evil characters from the outcast man, "selfish, stubborn, hatred, lack of knowledge and understanding, drug addict, smoker, conspirer, abductor, greedy, prostitute, tobacco chewer and many more."
Zirzel mentioned all the possible evil characters, including satanic, black heart, heartless, glutony, poor, dirty, stinky, etc. which people says about the man. And when Finnabu finished pulling them out of the man, though a dim dusty like lines still connected the man with the separated evil characters which can only be gone with repentence, he said, "Now, look at him again my dear child." As Finnabu knew Zirzel was yet so young and knows so less about love, he continued, "What do you see?"
"I see a man,..." Zirzel looked at the outcast stranger thoughtfully and continued, "A hungry man... a thirsty man...ummm, a tired man, in need of food and water and...mmm.. a sleepy one."
"Now, give him what he need, all that he need, all the good things he need that you can provide. You saw a man needing help."
Zirzel was still worried, "What if people and authorities ask me why I help him?"
"Tell them, I am helping a man, not the evil characters," Finnabu took deep a breath and continued, "If they are wise humans they will understand, but if they don't, they are this man."
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