A HEAVY TOMB

I once saw the son of a rich man, sitting
on the magnificent tomb of his father. He
was quarrelling with another boy, the son
of a dervish, and saying:

'Look at the splendour of my father's tomb.
See the marble pavements, the turquoise
bricks! And inside, the stone coffin is covered
with an elegant epitaph. Compare your father's
grave- a couple of bricks sprinkled with dust!'

The dervish boy listen and said:

'By the time your father has been able to get out
from under there, mine will long have been in
paradise.'

                                                     SAA'DI