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Saturday, 3 December 2011

THE RING

One day Nasreddin’s close friend was a merchant. He often travelled away from his town. One day, he visited Nasreddin to say goodbay before he had a long trip. When he saw Nasreddin’s beautiful gold ring with a precious stone in it, he wanted to own it.
                “Nasreddin!” he said. “It is really hard to be appart from you. I’m always restless because you are my only close friend in this world. So, please give me your ring. Whenever I see your ring, when I’m away, I’ll always remember you and feel close to you.”
                The ring was the most valuable possession of Nareddin. He would not give it to anyone else.
                “I’m so touched to hear it, my friend. ”Nasreddin said, ”just like you, I can hardly be separated from you for a long time. So, please have a pity on me. Let the ring be on my finger. Whenever I see the ring during uyour trip, I’ll always remember my friend who have tried to have it but I didn’tt allow him. Then I’ll always feel close tio you, too, although you are away.

Source : Nasreddin, A Man With Thousands of Ideas

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