A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, bound Bhagavad Gita.
Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said,with all your money you give me a Bhagavad Gita and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought, perhaps he should go to him.
He had not seen him since that Graduation Day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things. When he arrived at his house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart.
He began to search his father important papers and saw the still new Bhagavad Geeta just as he had left it years ago.
With tears, he opened the Bhagavad Gita and began to turn the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bhagavad Gita
It had a tag with the dealer name -- the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words. Paid in full.