Once upon a time there lived a poor craftsman. After working in the workshop, he would sometimes visit a wealthy gentleman who lived nearby. The craftsman knocked on the door, carefully entered and, finding himself in the rich chambers in front of the noble gentleman, took off his hat and made a respectful bow.
- What do you want from me, brother? - the owner of the house asked him one day. “I see how you come to visit me every now and then, bow, and then silently leave with nothing.” If you need something, then do me a favor, ask, don’t be shy!
“Thank you, your lordship,” the artisan answered respectfully. “I come to you to relieve my soul and see how a rich man lives.” Only we commoners can afford such luxury. Unfortunately, you, noble gentlemen, are deprived of this grace, and you have nowhere to rest your soul, for only poor people like me live around you.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru