The Beggar

 

She was a beggar.  Her entire family was beggars. May her forefathers be also beggars.  She did not know any in her families who were not beggars, never did ever wished to ask.  She knew that she and all the others from her family big or small had to beg alms for their living.  She never minded it.  Woke up in the early morning and went outside to beg, because she was a beggar. But at the same time, she was extremely beautiful.

One day the powerful king of the country happened to see this extremely beautiful beggar and asked, “Why she is begging for the alms, she is such a beautiful girl?”

“Because, your majesty, she is a beggar!” Replied the Wazeer. 

“No, she does not deserve to be a beggar.  She deserves to be one of my wives. Bring her to my herum.”

The king ordered his men and then he made that beautiful beggar his wife and offered her all the wealth and luxuries a girl can dream.

The mighty king thought that now the girl would have become happy having all the richness of life.

Time passed, the king was satisfied doing a good work bring a girl out of beggars’ world.  But he felt a very strange thing that after dinner the girl kept herself locked in her room alone for a while.   No attendant was allowed to enter her room during this time.  The king got curious and suspicious and decided to know why she kept herself locked after every dinner. 

One night he sneaked out to see what she was doing in the room.  He peeped through an ajar window and saw a very strange thing. 

He saw that some food was placed in different places in the big room and his wife (the beautiful beggar) moved to a place and begged, “Please give me something to eat!” Then she picked up the food and eat.  Then she went to the other spot and did the same.  She repeated this again and again till the food from all the spots got finished.  Then she went to bed to sleep.  She was looking very satisfied.  The king got surprised to see this strange act of her.  He entered the room.  His wife got off the bed in shock.

“What, and why have you been doing all this, tell me.”  He ordered her to tell.  She got her caught red-handed explained, “Your majesty it is an honor for me you have made me rich and provided all the luxuries of life to me, but my hunger for food does not satisfy until I beg for food.  So, I have been stealing some food every day and bring into my room to beg it from place to place.”  “BUT WHY?” The king shouted in anger.  “Because I have been a beggar, I am a beggar!”  The beautiful beggar replied very politely.

“SO, BE A BEGGAR ALWAYS, AND GET OUT OF HERE.  YOU DO NOT DESERVE TO BE MY WIFE.  DO NOT DESERVE TO ALL THIS RICHNESS!”

The beautiful beggar happily got out of the palace and went to her world of beggars.

 

 

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  • both story are driven from old arabic history mine is that about Mysoon and Moauiah Ben sofyan . Urs is that of Almotamed Ben Abbad and his wife Etimad . U can Google both of them . Abedioun who refused to be a queen that in my blog , and a princess who wanted to stomp her delicate feet in the mud like poor women . The story end tragically when they lose all they lose all their power and wealth in an exile in Moroccan city called Eygmat remembering her wish to have her feet full of mud . @ Sware
  •       Wow, really I don't know that the story was blogged by Rosemary. But thanks a lot. God bless you my friend.

  • Sewar 

    Thanks for the comment.  I always love your feelings.

    Here is the link of the story you are referring recently blogged by Rosemary:

    http://www.myenglishclub.com/profiles/blogs/all-alone-in-paradise

    ~•○` All Alone In Paradise `○•~
           If u have to make a choice  between  , living in an earthly  paradise  by ur own  , or being a middle class mediocre guy !!!! Which one would…
  •       My friend, your lovely story reminded me a one that I read it at a book about a prince who his heart attached to a beautiful Bedouin girl. After few days the palace announced the marriage of the prince to the Bedouin girl. Unfortunately, she wasn't happy and the sadness crawled over her whole body in so much it turned it into a lifeless one. The prince wondered, and asked her for a reasonable answer. With teary eyes and shivering, hesitated sound the answer came out of her mouth: "I just eager a lot to the touch of the mud that I used to walk through, when I was a girl plays before her parents' tent".

           Immediately, the prince ordered for a special mud made of Musk and Ambergris to make his wife happy by walking through. But all his kind efforts blew with the wind, and the divorce was the only solution to get back her happiness.

           Finally my friend, love at these cases is not enough. God bless you and we can't wait your next nice topic.    

              

           

  • Thanks Laboni for all your support and appreciation.

  • This is a universal problem Kal.  Surprisingly I am seeing here too In the USA.  Recently I was in LA and Vegas. There I found beggar in more number than here in Baltimore. In Vegas I was shocked to see even the Vets (amputated maybe because of the wars they went in) asking for help for their living. I was shocked to see that.  I saw at least two of them begging on the cross bridges of the luxurious Vegas.

  • Always get something in your writing. Thanks for sharing dear mishaikh .

  • This is a universal problem Kal.  Surprisingly I am seeing here too In the USA.  Recently I was in LA and Vegas. There I found beggar in more number than here in Baltimore. In Vegas I was shocked to see even the Vets (amputated maybe because of the wars they went in) asking for help for their living. I was shocked to see that.  I saw at least two of them begging on the cross bridges of the luxurious Vegas.

  • Good to see you saba. Thanks for the comment.

  • There is a saying in our society “ If grow old, monkey doesn't walk on the floor” Some persons don't like to change their habits.There are some beggars in my country, they are richest persons. But still begging with dirty dresses and naked foots. Because ‘begging’ has been their basic income.

    A good moral and interesting story. And I most like Eva's comment.

    Thanks for sharing!

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