Once there lived Ego and Humility. Ego disliked staying with Humility. But Humility was quite accommodative of Ego.
One day Ego woke up to stare at the bare and blank white walls. He tried to get up but realized that he could not. He was lying on the hospital bed with bandages all around his body.
Where am I? This does not look like my house. My house is large and beautiful. He thought very worried by now.
Suddenly, happenings of the previous evening came back to haunt him. He realized, he had been destroyed the night before.
Ego had decided to throw a party. He had invited his good friends Pride, Prejudice, Anger and Arrogance to the party. Humility on his part had invited Kindness and Compassion. Ego and party decided they should have some fun by teasing humility and his set of friends.
Ego called humility and said – ‘You know I am the master of this house. I have lived here forever.’ Humility readily `agreed in his usual style.
‘You know if you were the master instead of me…this house might have been destroyed.’ Tried Ego again.
‘Why?’ Asked everyone
‘Oh the fool together with his stupid friends would have given away everything. It was only I, who with the help of my good friends Pride and Prejudice have managed to keep the house so well.’ Ego replied looking pleased in getting all the attention.
Humility looked up then and said softly - ‘But dear brother, it was I who built it.’
Yeah, just the structure. It was nothing then. Look how beautiful I have made it now. Replied Ego looking around proudly. The house indeed looked immaculate, bright and beautiful.
Others agreed with him. Even Kindness and Compassion. Though they left immediately after the ‘teasing humility’ round was over.
The party was in full swing. Everyone were enjoying themselves. Suddenly there was a gust of wind. The storm was coming. Storm was an enemy of Ego. Humility urged everyone to stop the party and shut the beautiful large windows of the house in order to keep the house safe and secure. But Ego was in high spirits and was quite confident that nothing would happen to the house. Storm had tried earlier also and had failed. This had made Ego even more confident. So, like always he snubbed Humility and subdued him.
But this time round Ego was wrong. Storm was ruthless. It did not spare anything or anyone. It plundered the beautiful house and destroyed everything that came its way.
Humility survived somehow. And now he had the task of rebuilding the beautiful house again.