Once a blind Sufi dervish was walking through a desert with a young boy,‘where are we going’? asked the boy. “To a Sema gathering”, the...

This story is from my childhood. As a young boy, I loved spending time with my grandfather in his shop. We lived in a small village which...

Once devil and a friend of his were walking down the street, when they saw ahead of them a man stoop down and pick up something from the...