Once there was a saint…..
He was climbing a mountain….
He was panting heavily…
He had only 1 small bag with him….
He then saw a small girl carrying her younger brother and climbing the mountain…
She was climbing very merrily without any trouble..
The saint asked her..
“I have very small weight but I am panting very heavily..”
“You have so much of weight..but U are not panting..Y??
The girl replied…
“I am not carrying weight…I am carrying my brother !!”