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It is a gleaming hot day, Rumi is holding a pile of old dusty books while walking down the street. He is sweating from head to toe, and his grip on the lower books is slipping away. He starts looking around to find a bench to rest upon. The pile is so big that it is blocking his front view, so he is stumbling and unable to anticipate every next step. The hot wind blowing on his cheeks is making him think about an ice-cold glass of wine, although he is a Muslim, sometimes he can not help himself from drinking. He reaches his limits and finally stumbles enough to crash into a pedestrian, they both are knocked down, and the pile of books is now on the ground, pages from books are scattered on the ground, they are not part of the book and he can see some written text on each page. On the other hand, the books he was holding a moment ago are now opened in front of him but they are all blank, he turns each and every page in frustration and starts cussing his boss who ordered him to bring those books while strictly ordering him to be careful on the way. He shouts in rage and mumbles about the books being blank to the pedestrian who still is in shock at what just happened. The pedestrian, when looking down at the books, starts picking the books hastily and tells Rumi that these books are not blank and he points to the title of one of the books which read as QURAN...Rumi feels his heart almost bursting when he realizes the fact that he can not see the words of QURAN but the person in front of him can. ..tears from his eyes run down his cheeks mixing with sweat and creating an exotic perfume-like smell that only he could smell, but he is lost, his whole life is flashing in front of his eyes. He does not know how to respond or what to think. He rushes towards the Quran and desperately turns the pages, but he is unable to see any letters. The pedestrian is also in shock, he says to Rumi, have you ever tried to read the Quran,  or seek guidance from it, or have you been just reciting it in your life even if you didn't understand it. Rumi, with a clumsy voice, says,..