Page 187 - The Book of Rumi

asked several others, who all said the same thing. When she fi nally was forced
to accept that this was indeed the prayer call, all the attraction she had felt for
Islam vanished! She simply couldn’t reconcile that the beautiful faith she had
fallen in love with could include such an uncouth element. For the fi rst time
in ages I’ve been able to sleep soundly at night, and I owe it to the muezzin
caller!”
The father then spotted the man himself, who was making his way to the
mosque, and approached him, gratefully offering the gifts he had brought.
“At last you’ve put my mind to rest! You’ve given me back my daughter. If
I were a wealthier man, I would lay greater treasure before your feet without a
second thought. I’m forever indebted to you.”
Having expressed his gratitude, the father gave the tray of sweets and
candles to the muezzin caller and then hurried back home before the man
could begin his abrasive call.

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