When Mulla was walking down the street, a man tore off his hat and ran away. Mulla realized that he could not catch up with the thief. Without thinking twice, he ran to the cemetery, sat down on a stone and began to wait.
“Mulla, the one who grabbed your hat,” said a passerby, “ran towards the bazaar, why did you
came here?
“Don’t worry,” Mulla replied. “Wherever he goes—whether he goes to the market or ascends to heaven—he will eventually come here.”
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru