Jewish tale: An old Jew dies on the street, unknown, unnoticed by all

Shabler, a few weeks before his death
@innertalks (23747)
Australia
June 13, 2021 4:15am CST
Shabler Akuvlich was a beggar, in a big city. He had been so for twenty years, ever since his wife had left him for a wealthy businessman, instead of him. He had left their house, saying to his wife, "Have all of this too. I want no part of anything that is you, ever more." The man was an exceedingly handsome man, and the wife's new suitor, was extremely ugly of face, but he was very wealthy, which put a new look onto his face for this woman who only had eyes for monetary things. Shabler, had left his house, and at first he went back to school, taking in an English grammar course, to help him in his writing. Shabler started writing, whilst living on the streets. He wrote his poems, and short stories, from his observing life on the streets, real life, with real rawness. Nobody knew that after 20 years, he was now independently wealthy, as his books had all sold well. He kept living on the streets, as he had met some good friends there. He was found dead one day, by a passing police officer. It was later found that he was worth well over a million pounds, at the time of his death, in a London back alley. Nobody really knows the life of anybody else. So much remains hidden. Shabler somehow though, even after 30 years in the streets, still retained his good looks, even at the time of his death. His heart was good, and his outer looks matched his inner beauty too. His previous wife had never seen, nor appreciated his great beauty of character, both inwardly, and outwardly too. All she saw was dollars, and that hid everything else from her sight. Photo Credit: The photo used in this article was sourced from the free media site, pixabay.com (picture): Shabler, just a few weeks before his death, taken by a passerby.
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@hora_fugit (5859)
• India
13 Jun 21
He had the ring...
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@sjvg1976 (42727)
• Delhi, India
13 Jun 21
Yes he had.. he had million pounds in his account.
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• India
13 Jun 21
@sjvg1976 What I mean is, he didn't let go of everything her.
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@sjvg1976 (42727)
• Delhi, India
13 Jun 21
@hora_fugit maybe he kept the ring with himself so that it reminds him what his wife did to him
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@sjvg1976 (42727)
• Delhi, India
13 Jun 21
That's sad story. His wife after knowing must be repenting. There are people in the world who value money more than anything else. They don't see the emotions but see how much wealth a person has.
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@innertalks (23747)
• Australia
13 Jun 21
Yes, the funny thing was that this beggar ended up richer even than the one, the wealthy man, that she left him for.
@Shiva49 (28405)
• Singapore
13 Jun 21
When we lose something we have attachment to, we find something else to put our passion into. He proved class is permanent; his rough living had no effect on his innate beauty and work ethic. On the other hand, his wife went after those that glitter overlooking what was the real asset she possessed It is poetic justice what she had loathed in her husband that he was not rich was proved wrong in the end - he was even wealthy by material standards. Yes, appearances can be deceptive.
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@innertalks (23747)
• Australia
14 Jun 21
Thanks, siva. You have written a nice synopsis of my story. You have drawn out of it the most poignant points, just as any good reviewer would do. Not many can retain their true self, and inner beauty, while living through Hell. He was one who did. Perhaps, his life was meant to play out like that, or perhaps not. Maybe he wouldn't have become a poet, of such greatness, if his inner diamond was not being polished/cut by such rough outer experiences too.
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@innertalks (23747)
• Australia
14 Jun 21
@Shiva49 Yes, hard times often bring out the best of us. That's true too, when we drop the chains of being fettered in our behaviour, we gain a certain freedom of expression then too.
@Shiva49 (28405)
• Singapore
14 Jun 21
@innertalks Thanks Steve, it is said the good, the talent, that lie hidden otherwise shine brightest in times of adversity, dire times, a la J.K Rowling. They need a spark of inspiration. Maybe, he had lot of time as he did not have to please anyone including society that tends to curtail our freedom through expected norms of behavior and others who keep a close tab though they may mean well. Unfettered, he found his true calling. At times others prove more of a hindrance to our personal calling. Many are still living all their lives trying to please others.
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14 Jun 21
I love Jewish tales! His poor and beggar circumstance was a good thing. His homelessness and being poor didn't stop him from moving forward towards his destiny in life-- amongst the real people of the streets. And became rich and wealthy. And there was no ugly wife spending all his money he made.
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@DocAndersen (54399)
• United States
13 Jun 21
Money is both the freeing reality at the end of our lives (retirement) and the anchor tied around our next (our entire lives). well put!
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@innertalks (23747)
• Australia
14 Jun 21
It can be a heavy anchor at times, and maybe this is why some opt to drop their anchor altogether, and live on the streets without it dragging them down. Maybe they also feel free, as they do this too, and trust providence, or the next passer-by, to supply them with their needs, of which they have very few.
@DocAndersen (54399)
• United States
14 Jun 21
@innertalks an anchor need not be heavy to moor a boat. It simply needs to dig into the bottom (tines) so that it does not easily move. Anchors are both good and bad. What we do with them is the bad. What we do with them is the good.
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@innertalks (23747)
• Australia
14 Jun 21
@DocAndersen I guess that that is true of most things, they can either help, or hinder us. What we do with life, belief in God, can be good, or bad anchors, for us, too. We can moor ourselves in the same place for life, or sometimes we can up our anchor, and move on.