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		<title>THE 4 WIVES</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best. &#8230; <a href="http://www.bettegreene.com/the-4-wives/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most      and adorned her with rich <a id="KonaLink0" href="http://www.indianchild.com/4_wives.htm#" target="undefined"><span style="color: blue;">robes</span></a> and treated her to delicacies. He took great      care of her and gave her nothing but the best. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He&#8217;s very proud of her and always      wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in      great fear that she might run away with some other men. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always      <a id="KonaLink1" href="http://www.indianchild.com/4_wives.htm#" target="undefined"><span style="color: blue;">patient</span></a> and in fact is the merchant&#8217;s confidante. Whenever the merchant      faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always      help him out and tide him through difficult times. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Now, the merchant&#8217;s 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great      contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care      of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and      although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to      die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, &#8220;Now I have 4      wives with me. But when I die, I&#8217;ll be alone. How lonely I&#8217;ll be!&#8221; </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;>Thus, he asked the 4th wife, &#8220;I loved you most, endowed you with the      finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I&#8217;m dying, will      you follow me and keep me company?&#8221; &#8220;No way!&#8221; replied the 4th wife and she      walked away without another word. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;>The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant&#8217;s heart. The      sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, &#8220;I have loved you so much for all my      life. Now that I&#8217;m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?&#8221; &#8220;No!&#8221;      replied the 3rd wife. &#8220;Life is so good over here! I&#8217;m going to remarry when      you die!&#8221; The merchant&#8217;s <a id="KonaLink2" href="http://www.indianchild.com/4_wives.htm#" target="undefined"><span style="color: blue;">heart</span></a> sank and turned cold. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;>He then asked the 2nd wife, &#8220;I always turned to you for help and you&#8217;ve      always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you      follow me and keep me company?&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, I can&#8217;t help you out this time!&#8221;      replied the 2nd wife. &#8220;At the very most, I can only send you to your grave.&#8221;      The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;>Then a voice called out : &#8220;I&#8217;ll leave with you. I&#8217;ll follow you no matter      where you go.&#8221; The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was      so skinny, almost like she suffered from <a id="KonaLink3" href="http://www.indianchild.com/4_wives.htm#" target="undefined"><span style="color: blue;">malnutrition</span></a>. Greatly grieved, the      merchant said, &#8220;I should have taken much better care of you while I could      have !&#8221; </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish      in making it look good, it&#8217;ll leave us when we die. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they      all go to others. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had      been there for us when we&#8217;re alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up      to the grave. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana;">d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of      material, wealth and sensual pleasure. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Verdana; color: #ff0000;">Guess what? It is actually the only thing that      follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it&#8217;s a good idea to cultivate and      strengthen it now rather than to wait until we&#8217;re on our deathbed to lament </span></p>
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