The nail, the hammer, the wood and the beer...

Nail: Why are you hitting me? You're hurting me..
Hammer: By that, you're hurting the wood you're penetrating in your turn..
Nail: Yes.. but once the pain is gone, that wood will hold me tight, and when I will have rust, the wood will be still holding me...
Hammer: There's a strong hand holding me too...
Nail: Yes.. but once finished with you, and it won't take so long.. it will betray you with a beer...

...Sometimes we feel so hurt.. and we can become rude to the others.. specially those who love us. After the pain is gone we can feel how strongly they are loving us... on the other hand.. those who were hurting us.. would better to reflect a bit...