Thousand & One Nights: The One100 & First Night

The one hundred and first night.
Shahrazad began the story originally told by Ja'far, the vizier of Baghdad to its Caliph Harun al Rashid:

Badr al-Din was in bed, beside Sit al-Husn, his cousin and wife. He was in Utter confusion: wheather he was dreaming or he was awake. He looked again at Sit al-Husn, the objects around, and the room. Then Shams al-Din, his uncle came. "Aren't you the one who gave orders to beat, tie, and shackle and crucify me?"

The vizier replied, "Son, the truth is out, for what was hidden has been revealed. You are my true nephew, and I did all this only to be sure that you are indeed the one who has consummated my daughter that night, ten years ago. You recognised your turban, your clothes, your gold purse as well as the scroll written by my brother and hidden in the lining of your turban. Had the man we brought here were been other than you, he would not have recognised these objects." Then he recited the following verses:
Our fate is fickle that
One day may depress
The other day elate. 

The vizier called for Badr al-Din's mother, and when she saw her son, she threw herself at him, wept bitterly and recited the following verses:

Our afflictions and feelings
No messenger can convry
No messenger ever knows
How to say what I can say.

Then she told him how she had endured his departure, and he too told how he had suffered. They thanked God for their reunion. The following day the vizier went to the king, and acquainted with him the situation. The king was extremely amazed and ordered the story be recorded. Thereafter the vizier and his daughter and her husband had peaceful and prosperous life.

Ja'far concluded: O, Commander of the Faithful, this is the story of vizier of Basra and the vizier of Cairo." The Caliph said, "By God, Ja'far, this is the wonder of wonders." He ordered that the story be recorded. Then he freed the slaves, and gave the young man one of his choice concubines, settled on him a sufficient income, and made him one of his companions to the end of his day.

The night ended, and Shahrazad stopped the story.





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