A great golfer, once won a tournament and, after receiving the cheque and smiling for the cameras, he went to the clubhouse and prepared to leave. Sometime later, he walked alone to his car in the parking lot and was approached by a young woman. She congratulated him on his victory and then told him that her child was seriously ill and near death. She did not know how she could pay the doctor's bills and hospital expenses.
The golfer was touched by her story, and he took out a pen and signed his winning cheque for payment to the woman. "Make some good days for the baby," he said as he pressed the cheque into her hand.
The next week he was having lunch in a country club when a Professional Golf Association official came to his table.
"Some of the boys in the parking lot last week told me you met a young woman there after you won the tournament." The golfer nodded. "Well," said the official, "I have news for you. She's a con woman. She has no sick baby. She's not even married. She cheated you, my friend."
"You mean there is no baby who is dying...?" he said.
"That's right," said the official.
"That's the best news I've heard all week," said the golfer.
Nothing is mine within me, whatever there is, is Yours.
If i surrender to you what belongs to You, what does it cost me?
-Bhagat Kabir
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