RSIF8
Roll no: 99
Story Post No: 6
Story Post Topic: Mulla Nasrudin's Magic Cloak
One cold evening, Mulla Nasrudin wore an old, worn-out cloak to a rich man’s dinner.
The guests laughed at his simple clothes, and the servants refused to serve him properly.
Mulla quietly went home, changed into a beautiful new cloak, and returned to the dinner.
This time, everyone welcomed him warmly and served him the best food.
Mulla smiled, took some food, and put it inside his cloak.
The guests were shocked. “Why are you feeding your cloak?”
Mulla replied, “You welcomed the cloak, not me. So the cloak deserves the food!”
Everyone realized their mistake and felt ashamed.
Moral: Never judge people by their clothes or appearance. True value comes from character, not clothing.
RSIF8 Roll no: 99 Story Post No: 6 Story Post Topic: Mulla Nasrudin's Magic Cloak One cold evening, Mulla Nasrudin wore an old, worn-out cloak to a rich man’s dinner. The guests laughed at his simple clothes, and the servants refused to serve him properly. Mulla quietly went home, changed into a beautiful new cloak, and returned to the dinner. This time, everyone welcomed him warmly and served him the best food. Mulla smiled, took some food, and put it inside his cloak. The guests were shocked. “Why are you feeding your cloak?” Mulla replied, “You welcomed the cloak, not me. So the cloak deserves the food!” Everyone realized their mistake and felt ashamed. Moral: Never judge people by their clothes or appearance. True value comes from character, not clothing.
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