The Stain: a sufi tale

BismiLlah Al Rahman Al Rahim,

Once there lived a warrior who found himself passionated for a woman for five years. She was subtile, sensitive, fresh, beautiful as the spring. The only problem was that in her right eye, was a white dot, a negligible stain as small as a grain of salt.

The warrior didn’t notice it at first. Time passes. Alas so does everything. His heart once burning, grew cold. One day, he frowned his eyebrows.

-Woman!, he said, come to the sun so I could see your face. You have a stain in your eye. Since when do you have it?

The woman lowered her head and said:

– Since you stopped loving me.

Translated from “Contes des sages soufis” by Henri Gougaud, Editions du Seuil              (



~ by youngmuslimworld on November 13, 2010.

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