Fee of kindness In one poor village it was rumored that a very kind man made his home in the neighboring settlement. This man never let guests go, until he invite and feed them. There were so many stories invented about him that it was difficult guess which one was true or false. One wise old man every day was told the new stories about that mysterious kind man. In the beginning the old man was listening with interest to those stories as the tales, but then he doubted about such many strange stories and decided to personally make sure everything. The old man put on the very ragged clothes, took a stick and went. Soon he reached the neighboring village. The first comer taught him the way to that kind man’s house. The wise old man reached the house and knocked on the door. The host came out of the house, looked at beggarly dressed guest and went back inside without even saying anything. Neither invited him at home nor offered even the food. The old man was looking at closed door and was surprised. “Is this that famous kind man? – thought the wise old man – let’s see what tomorrow will bring”. He went back to his home. The next day, old man put on very beautiful and luxurious clothes; borrowed very beautiful horse and went back to a neighboring village. The host saw a wealthy traveler from the window. Came out, met him with a smile and invited home. The kind man abundantly entertained to richly dressed guest. He offered him to take a rest and to overnight there. He even took care of guest’s horse and brought for it some water and hay. The wise man let the host show all his “as though kindness”. Then he took money out of his pocket and put it on the table. “Why do you pay this money? – Asked the host – I entertained you unselfishly. Everyone knows about my kindness. You were on your way; you should be hungry and tired. I always do such kind things”. The old man smiled: “When the poor beggar came to you, you even didn’t give him some bread and didn’t offer to take a rest even though he was more tired and hungry. But you invited and fed the man who was dressed wealthy and was riding a horse, and began to talk about your kindness. The rich man always has enough money to buy some food and to stop somewhere to take a rest. Your kindness is just self-interest. Helping the poor beggar is the kindness not just a false respect to a rich man.