A King ran into a dervish and, in keeping with the custom of the East when a king met a subject, he said, "Ask for a favour."
The dervish replied, "It would be unseemly for me to ask for a favour of one of my slaves."
"How dare you speak so disrespectfully to the King," said a guardsman. "Explain yourself or you shall die."
The dervish replied, "I have a slave who is the master of your king."
"Who?"
"Fear," said the dervish.
source: Stories from Here and There, Ekalavya Education Foundation - By: Sunil Handa - http://www.eklavya.org/storyhere.html
"How dare you speak so disrespectfully to the King," said a guardsman. "Explain yourself or you shall die."
The dervish replied, "I have a slave who is the master of your king."
"Who?"
"Fear," said the dervish.
source: Stories from Here and There, Ekalavya Education Foundation - By: Sunil Handa - http://www.eklavya.org/storyhere.html
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