The Bowl of the Dervish

Once a dervish came to Sikander, the great king, with the bowl of a beggar, and asked Sikander if he could fill the bowl.
Sikander looked at him and said, «What is he asking of an emperor like me? To fill this little bowl?» He said immediately, «Yes.»
But the bowl was a magic bowl. Hundreds and thousands and millions were poured into it, but it would not fill; it always remained half empty, its mouth wide open to be filled.
When Sikander began to feel poor in filling this bowl, he said, «Dervish, tell me if you are not a magician. You have brought a bowl of magic. It has swallowed my treasures, and it is empty still.»
The dervish answered, «Sikander, if the whole world’s treasure was put into it, it would still remain empty. Do you know what this bowl is? This is the want of men.»



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