There was a saintly man, a Sufi. He lived his life quietly in his own small house. Then one of the neighboring young women got pregnant and she gave birth to a child. Everyone wanted to know who the father was. She didn’t want to give up the name of her lover, so she gave the name of the Sufi. The community then insisted that the Sufi bring up the child.
They came to him and he said, ‘All right, leave the child’.
He brought up the child with whatever means he had. Two or three years later, the mother relented and she was sorry. She and her lover got married and they confessed that the Sufi was not the father of the child.
They went to the Sufi and said, ‘We are very sorry that we made this mistake. Please give us the child back.’
He said, ‘Take it’.
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