One day Mulla brought home a bar of soap and asked his wife to wash his shirt. She had barely soaped her shirt when suddenly a huge crow appeared, grabbed a piece, flew away and sat on a branch. The woman raised an incredible scream. Mulla ran out of the house.
- What happened, my dear?
“I was just about to wash your shirt when a huge crow flew in and stole the soap!”
Mulla was absolutely calm.
“Look at the color of my shirt and the plumage of the crow.” Her need is undoubtedly greater than mine. And it’s very good that she was able to get soap, even at my expense.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru