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Memories of Abdul Yusuf, the house story

Day 228, 04:54 • Published in Pakistan

• by calaf

One day, after working in the Pak-47 building, I saw Abdul Yusuf that was sitting on a bench of the sacred oasis giving some sand to the sacred Camels. He had as always his happy and sleepy face. Some people say that it was due to all the opium that he used to smoke, I like to think that it was the result of years of contemplating the movements of our beloved sand dunes.

I sat down by his side, waiting for him to start a conversation. Some minutes later, he said to me:

- Han my boy, you dissapoint me. (Oh sorry, just mixing stories). He sai😛

-Calaf my boy, you look tired.

-Is all this work, Abdul, working in such a great company is really hard.

-Hummm... - he raised his left eyebrow- You must talk with the Cat, the Cat with the hat. Yep, he has the solution to your problem.

I waited some more minutes for an explanation but he didn´t say anything more. I left him with the Camels, and started walking towards my shack thinking that he was just mocking poor young Calaf.
When I was passing in front of the building of Pak-47, a limo arrived at the main entrance. Then, an strange cat with a hat and a monocle got out of the limo and I understood what Abdul had told me.

And thats the story of how Abdul Yusuf saved my life by finding my a new house.