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The Sufi  and His Cheating Wife


                        here was a Sufi  who was a hard-working and honest shopkeeper who
                    Tloved his wife; he felt that he would go to the ends of the earth for her.
                    For some time, though, he had grown suspicious of her but was feeling guilty
                    about his suspicions at the same time. One day he decided to go home earlier
                    than usual. On that day, however, his beautiful wife had arranged for her lover
                    to pay her a quick visit. When the Sufi  opened the front door of his house,
                    she was in the arms of the local peddler, lost in love and lust.
                       He slammed the door shut as he entered, barring any way out for a pos-
                    sible intruder. The lovers froze on the spot, unable to think of a way out.
                    The Sufi , who possessed valuable foresight, decided not to make a scene and
                    to maintain his wife’s good reputation in the neighborhood, as he was still
                    very much in love with her. While he was quickly strategizing an appropriate
                    response, his cunning wife came up with a rescue plan. She quickly disguised
                    the peddler under one of her veils, pretending that she was entertaining a
                    visitor, in fact a woman inquiring on behalf of a suitor for their unmarried
                    daughter.
                       The truth didn’t escape the Sufi , but he had already made up his mind and
                    decided to play along with his wife. “What service can we do for the revered
                    lady?” he asked shrewdly.
                       “She’s come to ask for our daughter’s hand and would like to see her, but
                    she’s at school right now. The lady’s son is a competent businessman but is out
                    of town at the moment; that’s why he’s not accompanying her,” the wife was
                    quick to reply.
                       “It seems to me that this lady is grand and rich! Why would she want
                    to marry her son to our poor daughter?” the man asked, feigning ignorance.
                    “We’re certainly not in the same class of society as her family! It’s like build-
                    ing a doorframe with wood on one side and ivory on the other. When couples
                    are not on the same social level, their marriage will not last long!” asserted
                    the Sufi .







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