The reverse of the medal
Once upon a time,there was a mega-wealthy merchant who was auspicious to run his scores of prosperous commerce. He had nothing left to wish for except that he yearned to complement his merriment by dropping anchor and espousing a young significant other. He promptly tied the knot and married a charming juvenile lady with countless qualities and held a profligate ceremony for the juncture.Then one of these days when they were about to feast upon a lavish and sumptuous lunch,a grief-stricken and crestfallen derelict beggar knocked at his palace's portal...It sounded like nourishment had long deserted him as he was fumbling and stumbling for words to utter his crave and covet to tame his stomach's rebellion....The merchant stood in vexation and chased him viciously and even threatened to deliver him to the lions he kept and for whom he allots a quotidian thousands of pounds of meat to gratify their greed,in case he didn't repent. Then he returned to his sheep and his unassertive wife who reproachfully engaged in a diatribe against such a deportment but to not avail .
Two years later,the merchant as if struck by malediction declared defalcation and went bankrupt; he even broke up with his gentle wife whom he indicted of mischief and elected to eclipse from the town to camouflage his affliction.
Meanwhile the gossip-devastated town welcomed a new comer who was so aroused by the faithful wife's tribulation that he proposed to her and hereafter thrived happily ever.
One year later as they were having lunch,a beggar,this time more impecunious and necessitous knocked at the door...the magnanimous husband as if seized by an uncontrollable instinct begged his good wife to succour the man at the gate.
Like a whirlwind,she briskly returned,shaking her head at the horrendous,gruesome spectacle that erupted wretched souvenirs she thought she had inhumed and thereupon notified her husband of the bitter reality...that the starving tramp who was devouring the food outside is no more than her ex- husband and how she is really grateful to him for this noble act. At this the husband replied you must be really a genuine imbecile to divorce an ex-mega rich husband and marry an insignificant ex-beggar ! ...
If this anecdote isn't true,it unmistakably ought to be for it elucidates without a glimpse of a word of a deadly war waged between good and evil.
Abdelwaheb Dhaou.
