In a village of the villages, there was an old man in the desert. He lived a very simple life. He was always striving to obtain his daily sustenance from begging from people of the village. He was known for his good heart, his beautiful features, and what no one knew except that he loved very much. He didn’t speak from childhood to strangers, and he was gentle, kind of heart. He didn’t grow, and he didn’t become tall.
Also, he gave to the poor people of the village without any compensation, which earned him people’s love, respect for him, to ask of him, not just in the name of love, but in all aspects of life, whether on social level, or scientific level, or on moral level. The virtues were excellent, and daily transactions, and about him people told his noble deeds, and he went with some of those who worked in his craft in his shop, to many noble deeds, until that old man increased with his excellent manners, which he desired to serve people of his town.
And in one of the nights, at a very late time, after the old man slept, a strange man came to him. He knocked on the old man’s door and entered to him while he was asleep, and he was thirsty without any water on the floor. So the old man’s father helped that man until he recovered, and he placed him in the house and he slept without any harm, and he was the guest’s right. He stayed with them for three consecutive days without informing anyone. And that was on the request of the old man, until the old man didn’t ask him about the reason, and he accepted with good thinking and his beautiful features.
And in the morning of the fourth day, the old man woke up and started searching for the guest, but he didn’t find any trace for him, so he left the house without the old man informing him. And one of the days, a messenger of the noble deeds came to the old man with the travelers. Their destination on that day was in one of the distant villages to heal the village from the disease of the smallpox, so they turned to God and went very bravely (the hunters and the travelers and the old man) and they rode their donkeys and they went away.
The caravan continued traveling until they reached the center, and they were met by people coming out to the caravan through a small hole of the size of a grape. The people of the caravan all gathered to think of a way to push that hole, but without water, they lifted the hole above what was on it, so the people gathered on the way back to the village, but they had cut off a very large distance, and the long distance that reached them to the village was very severe, which made them fearful, and while they were traveling, a distant caravan appeared coming carrying them and they stopped by it and shared with them some stories.
And when the caravan departed, it was discovered that there were sciences on the caravan for the smallpox to heal the village, and he had ordered the old man immediately and very intensely, that the caravan was very large in size, it included a large number of villages. So nothing of the people of the travelers was around their donkeys, and there was no power. So the caravan came and attacked them, and while they were also, the smallpox people attacked them and started eating them in the kitchen, and the end.
And their owner was trying to beat what he didn’t see from the people of the caravan, and while he was beating, the old man turned his eyes to him, and the old man also turned around. So he was the same man who had visited him for years, with good features without him knowing, and immediately he ordered the old man’s owner to kill him without any discussion, and ordered them to hurry to carry the old man’s livelihood of the village to the distant village, and help its owner, before they drowned in their donkeys, which made everyone grieve.
And while everyone was in grief, and their distresses had increased, the owner beat the old man and took him away to the other bank, and he had given the order to the people of the village to rescue the village by the attack of a distant caravan, and help its owner, before the old man went to do it at all. So all people of the village lived in peace, all this result of the noble virtues that the old man had obtained and his good deeds, which left its trace whenever passed from the centuries.
The end. And the virtues are in origin a source of happiness for others.