Dreamer

Once upon a time, there was a merchant living in a town. He had a family of two sons and a wife. His elder son was Ahmer and the younger one was Ahel. Ahel always wanted to walk on his father’s Sfootprints. But Ahmer was totally a different guy. Ahmer was a dreamer. Being a dreamer is not something bad, doing nothing but only dreaming cannot make you anything. His father always said this. But he never heard him. He never wanted to be a merchant but a rich businessman with giving zero percent input.

One day his father asked him; “son! I am seeing that you are reaching your good age but still you are not mature enough to run my business either to establish your own. What do you think and how you are going to pass your life?”Ahmer heard his father with all ears and retorted,” father! You know well that I am not really into the trading, you are doing for so long and so my younger brother is doing. We do make good ends meet but this is not enough for me.” The merchant was listening to him and then he asked him with inquisitive eyes,” son! Do you really think that lying on bad for the whole day and dreaming, will fetch you a good opportunity of becoming a businessman?” he replied “ look at your brother he works from dawn to dusk. Now if he says that he wants to be a rich businessman I would be helping him to be so, but it wouldn’t be the same in your case.” Listening to his father he took into a rage and said his father furiously” I knew it already that you have always given priority to your younger son but not me and that’s why I never tried to made myself indulge in the business of you and your son”. Saying this to his father he left.

While wandering he saw a man sitting under the shade of a tree. He felt curious about him and walked towards him. After he asked for permission to sit he noticed that the man is continuously murmuring, which he was unable to understand. After he sat he asked him about who he is and doing what, here? The man replied “ I am a dervish. Brother!.” Ahmer blinked his eyes and asked the dervish with the deep voice,” oh! Gotcha you are a wanderer………………” while he was about to say something next the dervish interrupted him and said, “ look Ahmer wanderers are those who just dream and have nothing to do but roam around. As far as dervishes are concerned we have motives to wander”. His jaw already dropped when dervish took his name but when he got to know that what dervish is making him understand he left the spot. Coming back home, he went straight to his father and asked to join him and become a merchant as his father and the younger brother were. What could be the more delight meant for the father so he happily allowed him. He kept on working and with hard-working, there was a thing he never left that was nothing else than dreaming. He dreamt and also worked hard and then there was a day when his father saw him being a successful businessman. He tried to find that dervish but who can get the wanderers and wanderers who have motives….