Knowledge
Some people insist to measure and judge you by that which you are not, which you do not have, you cannot, or that which you do not know. Reject this stupid abuse; assert credit for who you are, for what you do and what you know. This reminds me of a story:
The splendid court of Samarkand was glittering with the loot of twelve conquered kingdoms.
Maulana Nasr Ed Din, the eating guest of Emir Tamerlane spent his days dressed in pure silk, sat at the King's table, and lay his fingers on the finest delicacies brought from the confines of the empire. The advisers sought his advice and the powerful laughed heartily at the bite of his jokes, while the Kinsman of the Khan showered him with small gold coins.
It is related that a party of young noble princes, still unknowing of the ways of the world, met the old Mullah one day amidst the trees of the royal garden and challenged his worth:
"Now tell us Seeker of the Truth, from all people you must know; how many grains of sand make a heap?"
"I do not know, blue-blooded princes."
"Why, then will you care to tell us Dervish, this simple thing: Why can you see in a mirror your right and left eye and ear reversed in the reflection but not your face up side down?"
"If I only knew, priceless offspring of your lordly fathers."
"Then tell us at the least, Fakir, what is the meaning of life?"
"This, I only know that I do not know, splendid princes."
At this, the young noblemen exclaimed:
"You don't know this, and don't know that! Why then are you, tired old jerk, fed and dressed and honoured at the royal tables as if you were the wisest of all people?"
"O, noble seeds", replied Hoca, "I am dressed in silk and fed with good food for the little that I know. For if I were to be rewarded for what I don't know, all the treasuries of the world put together would not be sufficient."
Maulana Nasr Ed Din, the eating guest of Emir Tamerlane spent his days dressed in pure silk, sat at the King's table, and lay his fingers on the finest delicacies brought from the confines of the empire. The advisers sought his advice and the powerful laughed heartily at the bite of his jokes, while the Kinsman of the Khan showered him with small gold coins.
It is related that a party of young noble princes, still unknowing of the ways of the world, met the old Mullah one day amidst the trees of the royal garden and challenged his worth:
"Now tell us Seeker of the Truth, from all people you must know; how many grains of sand make a heap?"
"I do not know, blue-blooded princes."
"Why, then will you care to tell us Dervish, this simple thing: Why can you see in a mirror your right and left eye and ear reversed in the reflection but not your face up side down?"
"If I only knew, priceless offspring of your lordly fathers."
"Then tell us at the least, Fakir, what is the meaning of life?"
"This, I only know that I do not know, splendid princes."
At this, the young noblemen exclaimed:
"You don't know this, and don't know that! Why then are you, tired old jerk, fed and dressed and honoured at the royal tables as if you were the wisest of all people?"
"O, noble seeds", replied Hoca, "I am dressed in silk and fed with good food for the little that I know. For if I were to be rewarded for what I don't know, all the treasuries of the world put together would not be sufficient."
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