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مُساهمة من طرف الكاتب العام الأربعاء مايو 25, 2022 10:59 pm

A Merchant and his Donkey:

One beautiful spring morning, a merchant loaded his donkey with bags of salt to go to the market, in order to sell the salt. The merchant and his donkey were walking along together. They had not walked far when they reached a river on the way.

Unfortunately, the donkey slipped and fell into the river. As it scrambled up the bank of the river, it noticed that the bags of salt loaded on his back had become lighter.

There was nothing the merchant could do except return home, where he loaded his donkey with more bags of salt. As they reached the slippery riverbank again, the donkey fell into the river, this time deliberately. Thus the salt was wasted again.

By now the merchant knew the donkey's trick. He wanted to teach the animal a lesson. As he returned home the second time with the donkey, the merchant loaded bags of sponges on its back.

The duo set out on their trip to the market a third time. On reaching the river, the donkey very cleverly fell into the water again. But now, instead of the load becoming lighter, it became heavier.

The merchant laughed at the donkey and said, "You foolish donkey, your trick has been discovered. You should know that you cannot fool anyone too many times."

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مُساهمة من طرف الكاتب العام الأربعاء يونيو 15, 2022 9:24 pm

WHO IS POOR



Once upon a time, there was a renowned saint. Many people used to visit him to get his blessings.

Once a rich and greedy merchant went to him and offered him a bag full of gold coins. The saint refused to accept the offerings and said, "I don't accept money from people who are very poor."

The merchant said, "But I'm very rich."

"Don't you wish to earn more money?" asked the saint.

"Yes", said the merchant.

"Those who wish for money always run after it. They can do anything to acquire it. No one is as poor as these people" said the saint.

The merchant felt ashamed and went back to his home.

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مُساهمة من طرف الكاتب العام الإثنين يوليو 18, 2022 8:59 am

The Kite

IT was the most tiresome kite in the world, always wagging its tail, shaking its ears, breaking its string, sitting down on the tops of houses, getting stuck in trees, entangled in hedges, flopping down on ponds, or lying flat on the grass, and refusing to rise higher than a yard from the ground.

I have often sat and thought about that kite, and wondered who its father and mother were. Perhaps they were very poor people, just made of newspaper and little bits of common string knotted together, obliged to fly day and night for a living, and never able to give any time to their children or to bring them up properly. It was pretty, for it had a snow-white face, and pink and white ears ; and, with these, no one, let alone a kite, could help being pretty. But though the kite was pretty, it was not good, and it did not prosper; it came to a bad end, oh! a terrible end indeed. It stuck itself on a roof one day, a common red roof with a broken chimney and three tiles missing. It stuck itself there, and it would not move; the children tugged and pulled and coaxed and cried, but still it would not move. At last they fetched a ladder, and had nearly reached it when suddenly the kite started and flew away right away over the field and over the heath, and over the far far woods, and it never came back again-never -never.

Dear, that is all. But I think sometimes that perhaps beyond the dark pines and the roaring sea the kite is flying still, on and on, farther and farther away, for ever and for ever.

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مُساهمة من طرف الكاتب العام السبت يوليو 23, 2022 4:34 pm

Change Yourself and not The World:

Long ago, people lived happily under the rule of a king. The people of the kingdom were very happy as they led a very prosperous life with an abundance of wealth and no misfortunes.

Once, the king decided to go visiting places of historical importance and pilgrim centres at distant places. He decided to travel by foot to interact with his people. People of distant places were very happy to have a conversation with their king. They were proud that their king had a kind heart.

After several weeks of travel, the king returned to the palace. He was quite happy that he had visited many pilgrim centres and witnessed his people leading a prosperous life. However, he had one regret.

He had intolerable pain in his feet as it was his first trip by foot covering a long distance. He complained to his ministers that the roads weren't comfortable and that they were very stony. He could not tolerate the pain. He said that he was very much worried about the people who had to walk along those roads as it would be painful for them too!

Considering all this, he ordered his servants to cover the roads in the whole country with leather so that the people of his kingdom can walk comfortably.

The king's ministers were stunned to hear his order as it would mean that thousands of cows would have to be slaughtered in order to get sufficient quantity of leather. And it would cost a huge amount of money also.

Finally, a wise man from the ministry came to the king and said that he had another idea. The king asked what the alternative was. The minister said, "Instead of covering the roads with leather, why don't you just have a piece of leather cut in appropriate shape to cover your feet?"

The king was very much surprised by his suggestion and applauded the wisdom of the minister. He ordered a pair of leather shoes for himself and requested all his countrymen also to wear shoes.

Moral: Instead of trying to change the world, we should try to change ourselves.

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مُساهمة من طرف الكاتب العام الثلاثاء يوليو 02, 2024 3:18 pm

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ياهاجري ..
شوقي إليك يقتلني 
أتنفس أحلامك تُطَمِّنّي 
أنتمى لخيالاتك عشقي 
تتجدد بين أناملك روحي 
وارتاح في صدرك قلبي 
لملمني حبيبي ولا تتركني
أضيع منك إذا الفراق زارني
وأتوه مع النجوم بِسما عينيك
ويلاحق مدار السفن كوكبي 
يا نبضاً يسري بين أوردتي
يا لعنة لاحقت أقدار عمري 
يا صمتاً يسكن أوصال جسدي
يا طيفاً يداعب هوى أنفاسي 
يا سيد وأمير كل أيام حياتي 
يا قلباً ألهَمَ مشاعر وجداني 
كيف أنبضك و أنتَ في أعماقي 
يا وجعاً يمتد بلا نهاية بأوصالي 
يا جنوناً يسكنني واحتل زماني 
ياعاشقاً انشغل به هيامي ...
(هبه حيدر الشبلي) 
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