The liking of the soul is to become human. To become an angel is not very great, to be an animal is still easier. to be human is very difficult. A great Hindustani poet says: "What shall I tell you of the troubles of life, since it is even difficult for a man to be human." We are human and yet we cannot rightly be what we are. Why is it so great a privilege to be man? There is a legend which explains this very clearly.