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" Never oil a camera "....my Uncle John, circa 1960.
A story from the Sufi tradition.
Nazruddin was hungry...in fact he was starving. He hadn't eaten for two days and there was nothing in the house.
He went into his garden and prayed that Allah would send him food.
His neighbour, who Nazruddin had made to look foolish once, heard him praying and thought " I will pay him back"..
So he took a piece of meat from his larder and threw it over the fence..
"Allah be Praised! " said Nazruddin, he then took the meat inside where he and his wife cooked and ate it.
The following day Nazruddin went into the garden and said "thank you for the meat Lord, but we are hungry again ".
The neighbour chuckling at the thought of Nazruddin's credulity threw a bag of flour over the fence..which Mrs Nazruddin baked into a beautiful loaf.
the next day Nazruddin was in the garden again... The neighbour decided to tell him.."That meat and flour " he said.."that wasnt Allah, it was me "
"No it was Allah " replied Nazruddin. " you were just the middle man ".
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England is melting.