Think it Over

There is a fool’s paradise in a particular place. That building consists of 8 residential flats on the upper floors and a business center on the ground floor. In one particular flat lives an uneducated cunning person. In the next flat, a family of highly educated people consisting of senior citizens and one daughter live.
The cunning family does not like the educated family living their own lives without going in for gossiping, etc. The cunning family had an eye on the neighboring flat. They had given the neighboring flat as their address everywhere. Due to that, the newcomers had a lot of problems.
Meantime, the cunning family began to spread different types of dirty rumors about the educated family. Others began to fall into the trap spread by the cunning family, including the people from the business center. The educated family began to be tortured by all the other tenants. They continued to tolerate the injustice being done to them because 2 members were senior citizens and the senior lady was very sick.

The man, in the responsible position, without bothering to find out the truth and believing every word the cunning family said; dug 3 graves for the educated family. Man proposes and God disposes. The graves that this man dug gave him a shock treatment. He did not bother about the repercussions and went about saying that he had done whatever God told him to do.
Time passed. The cunning family became more and more aggressive and violent with others. Everybody continued to torture the educated family. The man in responsible position was more active in this process because he wanted the house in which the educated family was living. Nobody had bothered about buying this flat before the educated family had come there.
In the meantime, the man in responsible position was pushed into the graves by the head fool coming from the cunning family. He could not come up though everybody tried to pull him up. Soon, 4-5 school students passed that way and looked into the graves. They began to shout in happiness, “Tomorrow is a school holiday!”