Price of Necklace

After the death of a jeweler, his family got into financial trouble. They didn’t have much money left for even buying food.

So one day, the Jeweler's wife took one of the sapphire necklaces out of the safe and said to her son, “Son, take this necklace to your uncle’s shop and ask him to give you money in exchange for this necklace.”

Boy went to his uncle with that necklace and gave it to him.

Uncle took that necklace and looked at it carefully and said, “Son, go to your mother and tell that right now the market is not good. She can sell it later when you can get a better price for this necklace.”

Then his uncle gave him some money and asked him to come next day and learn to work with him and this way he can also earn money to support family needs.

The next day the boy started to come to his uncle’s shop and learn the art of examining jewels and precious stones.

After some time he got really good at examining jewels and soon people from even far areas started to come to him to get their jewels checked and know their value.

One day, his uncle said to him, “Son, go to your mother and tell her that now the market is good and she can sell that necklace for good value.”

Boy went home and asked his mother for that sapphire necklace. When he examined that necklace he found that it was fake.

Next day he went to his uncle’s shop. He didn't take that necklace with him. When he reached the shop his uncle asked about that necklace.

Boy said, “I didn’t bring that necklace as when I checked it, I found that it was fake and it has no value.”

Then the boy questioned, “Uncle, when you knew that it was fake, why did you said to keep it back and bring it when the market is good?”

Uncle replied, “When you first brought that necklace to me, at that time you were broke and you needed money. If i had told you at that time that it’s fake then you would have thought that i am lying.

And knowing your financial condition is not good, I am trying to cheat you by saying an original necklace is fake. But now when you have knowledge about jewels, you know that it’s fake.”

Moral: Without knowledge we tend to Misunderstand and ruin relationships therefore we should Think wisely.

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