Published in Dawn Magazine on May 3 1998
YOU HAVE lost everything you had, even your wife has left you and creditors are hounding you to death. So you go to the one who has been your mentor, the man who looks after the shrine where you have worshipped since you were a boy.
"Guru," you say to him with tears in your eyes, "I've lost all hope. If you don't help me, I shall surely die".
He is deeply moved, and asks you if you will do whatever he says. Of course, you reply.
So he says, "take this donkey and look after it day and night. No matter what happens, take care of it, and soon you shall be a rich man".
You're incredulous, but you do as he says. In a few days, the donkey dies, for you don't have enough to feed him and yourself. But you've promised to look after him whatever happens, so you bury him in a spot by a busy road. You keep the grave covered with flowers, and you build a hut there as well. Pretty soon, people passing by stop at the grave for prayers. They leave a little something with you when they leave, and in a few months you have saved enough to build a monument. The site soon becomes a place of pilgrimage and you become famous as a spiritual leader.
In a couple of years you marry again, buy a Pajero and pay a visit to your benefactor, the man who told you to stick to the dead donkey. Oh wise man, you ask him, how did you ever guess that looking after the donkey would make me so wealthy? Simple, my son, he says. I made my millions after I buried your donkey's grandpa here.
Shakir Lakhani