Mullah Nasruddin was unemployed and poor but somehow he got little money to eat beans and pilaf at a cheap restaurant.
He
ate and examined people walking outside with the corner of the eye. He
noticed a long, handsome swashbuckler (bully man) behind the crowd. The man
was well dressed from head to foot, with velvet turban, silver
embroidered vest, silk shirt, satin baggy-trousers and golden scimitar
(short curved sword).
Mullah Nasruddin pointed the man and asked restaurant keeper,
- Who is that man over there!
- He is Fehmi Pasha's servant, answered restaurant keeper.
Mullah Nasruddin sighed from far away, looked at the sky and said:
- Oh, my Good Lord! Look at that Fehmi Pasha's servant and look at your own servant, here.
- He is Fehmi Pasha's servant, answered restaurant keeper.
Mullah Nasruddin sighed from far away, looked at the sky and said:
- Oh, my Good Lord! Look at that Fehmi Pasha's servant and look at your own servant, here.
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