Short story: A problem of dandruff persists in its hairbed

Yes, these old sayings are often actually the opposite of the real truth. That's what makes them so amusingly funny, and remembered long after they were originally coined by someone.

@DocAndersen Yes, that's very true of a lot of sayings, but the one about a bird in the hand, being better than two birds in the bush, sounds good to the greedy person, but perhaps not to the environmentalist. So, the person's particular point of view also plays a part in these sayings too, as also probably does the point of view, of the original person who first coined that phrase, as well.

@innertalks there are so many of them, I know I should just let them go but i have to stop and pick at each of them. what kind of a nonthinking person puts the cart before the horse? Oh yeah and if you only have one basket where do you put the other eggs?

Thanks. "Perhaps dandruff is the excreta of the mind — the quantity of this material being directly proportional to the amount of reading one indulges in. A book on German metaphysics would thus easily ruin a dress suit." Thomas A. Edison, (1847 to 1931) the great American Inventor, said this of dandruff. It seems that he thought that our dandruff was related to the amount of brains in our heads. A funny correlation for a smart man to make, maybe he was inventing porkies, when he said this then.

@innertalks oh ok

My wife has better eyes than what I have. She always spots it in my hair before I do...lol... Thank goodness, I am married, or my dandruff probably would probably be a whole lot worse...lol...

Thanks, for your in-depth response, siva, which I will try to trump now, with this even longer response...lol... The Mullah did learn a lesson about how love can be naively innocent, at times, and too trusting, unless it is also linked to an innate wisdom pool, of truth, understanding, awareness, and keen insight, instead of a too trusting a stance of almost childlike belief in the words, and actions of others, being taken instead. Love sees good in everything, and in everybody, but at times, in this world, we must put on our glasses of discernment, and not be fooled by our own light, being too bright for us still yet, to still see the truth still shining right through it. This is what not seeing the wood for the trees means. We are being blinded by our own light, coming in too powerfully from our hearts, when, as yet, we have not learnt how to put the proper filters of our mind in place, so that we can still read the incoming messages of truth, even in these brightest of lights, that would otherwise blind us from the seeing of them too. We might think that the Mullah had acted a bit naively, in his quick acceptance of his father-in-law's explanation to him of why the shower's drainpipe had been so badly blocked like that, and two times too, by the old man's dandruff alone. And so, of course, we perhaps also should take into account this further explanation for the shower clogging up, and blocking. This is the second chapter of my story, which offers more details as to what had really been going on here in the Mullah's shower-room stall. On the first visit from the plumber, he saw the humour in what the Mullah had naively told him, that his father-in-law's dandruff problem was indeed the culprit behind the blocking of the down-pipe, running off from the shower. He, and the Mullah, had taken what the old man had told him at face value. The plumber did know what had really happened, but he thought that the Mullah, being who he was, the village wise-man, probably did know the real truth too, and that he was just kindly stepping aside from this truth, for his father-in-law's sake, so as to put a funny side onto this blocked drain problem. But, on the second visit, the plumber, had a change of heart, and so he took the Mullah aside, and he told him this extra problem. The plumber was thinking that the Mullah might be skilled in the wisdom of the mind, but is surely lacking here in the real truth of this situation, of the blocked pipe. "The pipe was full of nail clippings, matted grey hair from somebody's head, and also the wiry hair strands from a very long and bushy beard." "I actually had a talk to your father-in-law, and he admitted that before he turns on the water, he cuts both his hand, and feet nails, cuts his hair, to keep it trimmed short, and also trims, and clips his long beard to tidy it up a bit too." "Then, he turns the water on full bore, both taps at once, the cold and the hot water, and he washes all of this rubbish then down the drainpipe." "Now, I admit that doing that at his advanced age (cutting his own hair, beard, toenails, and fingernails) is no mean feat, so it is no wonder that the idea of his doing this never occurred to you, but didn't you wonder why his beard, nails, and hair, always seemed so neat and trimmed." "I had assumed that his daughter, my wife, Fatima, was doing that for him." the Mullah murmured in his feeble, (indicating that he was feeling almost guilty/even stupid/lost in his own ineptness, for his blindness, in seeing the real truth here), response. The Mullah was like you, a bit timid, because his love was so naively presented in his total giving, and he needed to adopt too, the sometimes tough love approach, which even God uses, in his greater wisdom, at times too.

@Shiva49 Sometimes we need a plumber to drain away our wrong beliefs and to clean up the muck of our matted thoughts, that have created a cesspool, because of the lack of freshness of a new burst of love from our hearts, coming into our minds too, to give us new thought, and new beliefs, with a new way of living them too. Perhaps, the virus, is such a plumber.

@innertalks Yes, reality is beyond what we see and take for granted. Like how we perceive the world - we may never know how the whole system works and rejuvenates. We are mere mortals though we can dream of the possibilities but will never know what is around the corner like now how the virus is stalking us stealthily curbing our irrational exuberance. It has also been a great teacher provided we are willing to lend our ears and eyes. Yes, it is how effective we are able to communicate that matters in the end and how to retain the attention of the listener - an increasingly tough job in an increasingly noisy world. We need also have the ability to read between the lines and what is unsaid. The Mullah is willing to be enlightened as he keeps his ears close to the ground - siva