A gray-haired, toothless sheikh came to the doctor and began to complain:
- O you who help all people, help me too. As soon as I fall asleep, dreams take over me. I dream that I came to the square in front of the harem. And the women there are delightful, like the flowers of a wonderful garden, the divine houris of paradise. But as soon as I appear in the yard, they all immediately disappear through a secret passage.
The doctor wrinkled his brow, began to think intensely, and finally asked:
“You probably want to get some powder or potion from me to get rid of this dream?”
The sheikh looked at the doctor with an absent gaze and exclaimed:
- Not this! The only thing I want is for the doors of the secret passage to be locked, so that the women cannot escape from me.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru