Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts

Monday, 26 February 2018

Sultans

It is said that one of the sultans had attended the death and summoned the commander of his armies recommended
With three commandments, saying:
* The first commandment: that does not carry the coffin at the burial, but my doctors and no one else.
* The second commandment: to scatter my way to my grave until the cemetery cut gold and silver and precious stones collected by me throughout my life
* Last Commandment: When you lift me into the coffin, they took my hands out of the shroud and stripped them outside.
The leader said to him: You will carry out your commandments, but what is the significance of that?
Reply to it: I want to give the world a lesson I did not understand now !!
* The first: I wanted people to know that death if he attended did not benefit in his response even the doctors who rushed to them if we hurt hated and that health and age Nmtan not granted by one of the human beings,
The second is that people should know that any time they spent in collecting money is nothing but a waste of money and that we will not take with us gold flecks,
* And the third: let people know that we have submitted to this world and leave hands and we will get out of them as well.
A question arises! Do you share this with someone else?

Stories A commercial ship

A commercial ship tilted from a large number of pregnancies. Her master suggested that some of the goods be thrown into the seaThey agreed that the entire merchandise of a merchant should be thrown because they are many, so the merchant objectedAnd the other traders went up against him, and because he was a new merchant and an underdog who ordered him, and threw him into the sea, he and his merchandise, and completed the way.The waves took the merchant and dumped him on the beach of an abandoned island.He fell on his knees and asked God for helpA few days passed when the merchant was reaping the fruits of the treesHe drinks from a nearby water table and sleeps in a small hut built from tree sticksA strong wind blew and carried some of the burning sticks of wood, and in his ignorance his hut burnedWhy did he cry?Even this hut that I have eaten burnedThe merchant slept for a night and was hungry with great sadness.But in the morning there was a surprise waiting for him .. As he found a ship approaching the island and descend from a small boat to save him ...He asked them how they knew his place and they replied:We saw smoke and we knew that someone was asking for help to save himThey told him that the merchant ship had not arrived and sank into the sea!And the merchant bowed, weeping, and saying, Praise be to God, Lord, your order is all goodIf your circumstances worsen, do not be ruthless of the mercy of God.