The Power Of Forgiveness

A myseh that happened in Yerushalayim told by Rav Gamliel Rabinovitch Shlita the famous mekubal.

A certain man had a daughter who got engaged. He made a party for her and called it for a certain hour. As is well known - Jews have their own concept of time [they say that דיוק - puncuality, stands for ו'ען ד'י י'ידין ק'ימען - when the Jews arrive...] and at the appointed hour nobody had arrived yet. So he sat and waited. Then a man came who was an uncle of the chosson. So they started to talk. You know how it goes when people start talking about which people each if them knows in common, and who is related to who etc. etc. After talking for a while they realized that they had actually studied together in the same yeshiva decades before.

Do you remember, asked the uncle of the chosson, how one of the boys was locked in a room by the other boys! The boy was screaming to let him out and was banging on the door .. but nothing helped. Was thaaaat fuuuunnnyyy!!! Ahhhh the world of bochrim!

Suddenly the father of the kallah's face became red and he said - "That was ME in the room. I have been suffering from that incident for years. I will never forget the humiliation I suffered and will never forgive the people who did it to me."

The uncle of the chosson said "It was me who locked you in."

"Well then, I will never forgive you!"

The uncle of the chosson started pleading with him for forgiveness but to no avail. He kept returning to the man over a period of time but he was rebuffed again and again. He even offered a respectable sum of money in return for mechilah but nothing helped.

FINALLY, the father of the kallah relented and forgiveness was granted. They had a li'chaim together and everybody felt better.

EXACTLY a year later the uncle of the chosson had his first child, a son, after 35 [!!!] years of marriage.

NIFLAAAAAAA!!!!