On that day the sky was sad. It frowned and was crying through clouds. Tears were running down the grey face in small drops. People, in spite of those tears, were, as usual, in a hurry. Some were keeping umbrellas in their hands, some were hiding under a bag or a package to protect th...

After waking up, we normally hurry to our usual activities, duties, and plans. But, later in the evening, when analyzing our day, we do not find within it almost anything that could be «included» to the real treasures – good deeds. It is such deeds, however, that are our primary task ...