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Azor and Bazra, unlike some brothers, had grown up as best friends.
They had both learnt their father's trade and the family business
was looking good. That is - until their father died. |
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BAZRA: | You can't do it, Azor. Dad meant us to share equally in
his property when he died! |
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AZOR: | You can't prove that, Bazra! He said nothing, and certainly
wrote nothing to that effect. |
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BAZRA: | Didn't he just? He trained us up to be equal partners in
his business! |
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AZOR: | You may have thought that, but unless it was stated in writing
or spoken in the presence of witnesses... |
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BAZRA: | Just because you're the eldest... |
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AZOR: | I do have responsibilities... |
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BAZRA: | And I need security! I helped build the business up, remember? |
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AZOR: | And I still want you as a partner in my business, Bazra! |
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BAZRA: | Your business! |
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AZOR: | Well, now that father has gone, it is my business! |
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BAZRA: | Legally you may be right, but morally you're wrong! |
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AZOR: | I have already been generous to you - beyond legal necessity! |
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BAZRA: | It's fairness, not generosity, that I need - what is mine
by right, not what your gracious benevolence may stoop to give! |
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AZOR: | You won't budge me, Bazra! You might as well stop trying! |
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Reader: | Luke 12.13-21. |