A21 Mistaken Identity
Yulia Davudi of ⁺Hassar ⁺Baba-čanga in Sydney, Australia
One day the mullah was wandering around in the street. A very large man, a Hercules, a Hercules came and gave the mullah a punch. The mullah fell. He got up onto his legs. The Hercules came to punch him again, but saw, no, he had hit him by mistake. He is not the man that he wants to hit. This was another man. He says ‘Forgive, please, forgive me. I did not know. I thought you were that (other) man.’ He said ‘No, what forgiveness? I shall go and take you to the judge.’ He takes him to the judge. The judge says ‘Well, give him a punch for the one he gave you. He said ‘No, I shall not punch him.’ He says ‘But give him some money.’ He says ‘There is no money in my pocket. Keep him here and I shall go to bring money to give to him for the fine.’ The mullah waits and waits, but the man is still not there. The mullah gets up and punches the judge. He says ‘There, instead of him, who has hit me, I have hit you. (If) he brings the money, you take it. I do not want it.’