THE PUPIL WHO ASKED FOR ADVICE

There was a pupil once who begged his sheikh:
"Give me some good advice, for pity's sake!"
The sheikh cried: "Leave me- go on, get away,
And if you itch for what I've got to say,
First wash your face- musk can't drive out a stink;
Words are no good to someone sick with drink!"

                                                                   ATTAR