Hodja was returning home one night with one of his students when he saw a gang of thieves standing in front of a house, trying to break the lock. Hodja perceived that he would probably get hurt if he spoke up, so he decided to stay quite and pass by quickly. But his student however, did not understand what was happening so he asked:
- What are all those men standing there doing?
- Shhh! replied Hodja. They're playing music!
- But I can't hear anything!
- Well we shall hear the noise tomorrow! Hodja said.
Toute réunion qui n’est faite au nom Dieu afin que nous lui offrions notre plus grand respect ou si elle n’est pas faite pour l’honneur du plus bénis des serviteurs, l’Envoyé de Dieu (Paix et Bénédiction sur lui), une telle réunion n’a pas de valeur.
Smell of the food (One day a poor and hungry visitor took a piece of bread from his pocket and hold it over a hot cauldron food at a open restaurant window.)
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