On a Fridaynight, a pooryoungviolinistwasplayinghisviolinattheentranceofthesubwaystation. Themusicwassogreatthatpeoplesloweddowntolistenandputsomemoneyintohishat.
Thenextday, theviolinistcametotheentranceagain. Heputdownhishatasusual. Besidethehatwas a pieceofpaperwithsomewordsonit. Itsaid, "A GeorgeSanghasputanimportantthingintomyhatbymistake. Welcometoclaimit." Soonthepeoplewereallattractedbythewordsandwonderedwhatitcouldbe.
After a while, a manrushedthroughthecrowd, tooktheviolinist's shouldersandsaid, "I knewyouwouldcertainlycomehere."
Theviolinistasked, "Didyoulosesomething?"
"Lottery."
Theviolinisttookout a lotteryticketwithSang's nameonit.
Sangtookitanddancedhappily.
Sangwasanofficeworker. Heboughtthelotteryandwon a prizeof $500,000. Butwhenhegave $50 totheviolinistforhiswonderfulmusic, thelotteryticketwasthrownin, too.
Theviolinistwas a collegestudent. Thatmorning, hewasgoingtoflytoViennaforhighereducation. However, whenhefoundtheticket, hecancelledtheflightandreturnedtotheentrance. Latersomeoneaskedtheviolinistwhyhedidn't takethelotterytickettopaythetuitionfee. Hesaid, "Although I don't havemuchmoney, I livehappily. If I losehonesty, I won't behappy."