copyright Suresh gundappa 2010
Travel Sufi fable:
Mr.Tourist checked into finest beach resort in the world. they have been planning this trip for a while now but Mr. tourist was so busy last year, he barely managed to take time off from his office work. He came on this trip with one condition that he should be allowed to do some of his business work on this trip. Family badly wanted time off and they reluctantly agreed.
He and his family have managed to get the penthouse reserved for few. Once they settled in, everyone wanted to rush to beach to get a glimpse of sea.
As soon as they reached the beach, shabbily dressed Beggar approached them and announced himself – ” good day to to all , loved ones! I am the richest beggar in town… I am here to ask you few pennies.
Mr Tourist couldn’t help himself a nice smile and he said to Beggar- ” mmmmm… I see Mr. Richest beggar ….here are few dollars for you!”
Immediately, Beggar replied ‘ Hold on. I take money only from rich people, just to maintain my level, Are you rich Mr. tourist?
Mr.Tourist stopped smiling …” I thought beggars can’t be choosers! ….Well since you asked , I am rich and I have millions in bank and great estate for living and wealthy investments in my name, and now what makes your rich beggar or bastard – whatever that may be?
Beggar replied ” I am rich because I can smell sea at this moment, I am rich because I can feel sunshine on my body, I can feel sea touching my feet. Every morning birds play me music, and rain gives me bath!, flowers spray fragrance on me! I am rich because every moment I live as if there is no another moment. Now I can see that you have not tasted this kind of luxury in your life, You seems to be poor.
Now you have come to this beautiful place ,…it’s a great opportunity to become rich before you go back. May be I will come back ask you few pennies once you become rich”.
Mr. Tourist took back his dollars and stood still and the beggar walked away singing a cuckoo song…
end of the fable.