A beggar came to an emperor and the beggar said, 'If you are going to give me anything there is a condition.' The emperor said, 'What do you mean? What do you mean by your condition?' The beggar said, 'This is my condition: I accept only if you can fill my begging bowl absolutely.' It was a small begging bowl. The King said, 'What do you think I am? Am I a beggar? I cannot fill this dirty small begging bowl?' The beggar said, 'It is better to tell you before, because later you can get into trouble. If you think you can fill, fill.' The King called his vazir and told him to fill it with precious stones: with diamonds and rubies, emeralds. Let this beggar know with whom he is talking! But then there was difficulty. The bowl was filled but the king was surprised -- as the stone fell into it, it would disappear. It was filled many times and each time it was again empty. Now he was in a great rage, but he told the vizier, 'Eve
Trying my hand on the betwixt and between moments of the life