The Professor and the Sailor - Daftar-e-Awwal

It was late in the afternoon, and the professor needed to cross the water to return to his island home. He hopped into the first boat he saw and demanded that the sailor take him home as soon as possible. The professor made himself at home on the deck as the boat gently moved away from the harbor. He took one long look at the sailor and determined that he must be uneducated, so he blurted out pompously, Have you ever been to school or studied any literature?

No, the sailor said innocently.

Then, my good guy, you've missed out on half of your life!

The sailor was highly offended, but he did not retaliate, instead continuing with his duties and waiting for an opportunity to exact his vengeance.

The weather changed almost halfway through their journey, when a violent storm erupted. The sailor has finally found his opportunity for delicious vengeance! Most esteemed master professor, do you know how to swim? he cleverly asked the professor, who was already white with terror.

He stammered squeamishly, Are you serious? Of course not, my lovely and capable friend!

Oh, what a pity! exclaims the sailor. “Because you'll be missing out on the rest of your life now! The boat has become engulfed in a vortex, and the only way to get out is to swim! All of your valuable books are now useless to you. You used to think I was a stupid, and now look at you! Stuck in the mud like a scumbag!

It was late in the afternoon, and the professor needed to cross the water to return to his island home. He hopped into the first boat he saw and demanded that the sailor take him home as soon as possible. The professor made himself at home on the deck as the boat gently moved away from the harbor. He took one long look at the sailor and determined that he must be uneducated, so he blurted out pompously, Have you ever been to school or studied any literature?

No, the sailor said innocently.

Then, my good guy, you've missed out on half of your life!

The sailor was highly offended, but he did not retaliate, instead continuing with his duties and waiting for an opportunity to exact his vengeance.

The weather changed almost halfway through their journey, when a violent storm erupted. The sailor has finally found his opportunity for delicious vengeance! Most esteemed master professor, do you know how to swim? he cleverly asked the professor, who was already white with terror.

He stammered squeamishly, Are you serious? Of course not, my lovely and capable friend!

Oh, what a pity! exclaims the sailor. “Because you'll be missing out on the rest of your life now! The boat has become engulfed in a vortex, and the only way to get out is to swim! All of your valuable books are now useless to you. You used to think I was a stupid, and now look at you! Stuck in the mud like a scumbag!