|The Story Of The
"Please go to sleep! Tomorrow is another busy day," groaned
Shahram's wife, Meena, because he had been tossing and and turning in
bed a hundred times. "When you are so restless, I can't sleep either,"
"Ah, if you had my problems!" complained Shahram. "A few months
ago, I signed a note and tomorrow it is due. You know I don't have any
money, and our neighbor to whom I owe the money, can be more poisonous
than a scorpion when it is a question of money. Poor me! How can I
Then he began tossing back and forth again. Meena's attempts to
calm him down were of no avail. She tried to comfort him by saying,
"Wait till morning, then things will look different and perhaps we
will find a way to pay the money."
"Nothing will work," groaned Shahram. "Everything is lost!"
Finally, Meena lost her patience and went out onto the roof and
called over to the neighbor, "Oh neighbor, you know my husband owes
you a debt which is due tomorrow! I want to tell you something you
don't know. My husband can't pay the debt tomorrow."
Without waiting for an answer, Meena ran back into the bedroom and
said, "If I can't sleep, my neighbor should not either!" She crawled
back into bed, while Shahram pulled the sheet high over his ears and
lay there anxiously. Soon all was quiet, and nothing more could be
heard but the even breathing of the couple.
Note: They still owe the money, but now perhaps, the neighbors will
have trouble sleeping, huh? This is an old Persian tale.