Story: The Story of Arjun & His Turban
Cover & Story by: Gail Nobles © 2025
There was a man in the land of India, named Arjun. He was a humble farmer, wise in heart and diligent in labor. Upon his head, he wore a white turban, for it was his heritage and a sign of his faith.
Arjun traveled to a distant city, where the people knew not the customs of his land. As he entered the marketplace, many beheld his turban with strange eyes. Some whispered among themselves, saying, “Look at him! He is different from us.” And others pointed and scoffed, for they did not understand the beauty of his traditions.
Yet in his heart, Arjun bore no anger. He walked among them with humility, greeting each with a gentle smile. “Peace be upon you,” he said, extending his hand in friendship. But the people turned away, for they were blinded by their ignorance.
As the days passed, a great drought fell upon the land, and the people found their crops withering under the sun's fierce gaze. Fear gripped their hearts, and they gathered in the marketplace, seeking a solution to their plight.
Arjun, seeing their desperation, stepped forth and said, “Let us combine our efforts and bring forth our strengths. I shall share my knowledge of the earth and how to nourish it.”
Some among the crowd scoffed, saying, “What can he teach us, with his strange attire and foreign ways?” But one woman, seeing the kindness in his eyes, spoke up, “He has come from far, and his wisdom may be our salvation.”
Thus, the people hesitated, but in their hearts, they yearned for hope. They followed Arjun to his fields, where he showed them how to care for the soil, how to seek water from the depths, and nurture the crops with love and care.
In time, the land blossomed once more, and fruit hung heavy upon the branches. The people rejoiced, and their hearts turned to Arjun. “Forgive us, friend,” they said, “for we have judged you by your appearance and not by the light of your spirit.”
And Arjun, filled with compassion, replied, “Just as the sun shines upon all, regardless of their hue, let us learn to embrace one another. For it is not the outward garments that define us, but the kindness we carry within.”
With the prosperity that followed, Arjun sought a new path and found a place for himself in a restaurant, where he shared his culinary skills and his joy of cooking with all who came to dine. There he worked day after day, pouring his heart into each dish with the same love and care he had shown to his fields. The people of the city grew to cherish not just his meals, but the warmth he brought to their lives.
Years passed, and time graciously advanced upon Arjun. When the day of his retirement arrived, there was a great celebration in the restaurant, honoring the man who had become a beloved part of their community. The owners, who had learned from his wisdom and kindness, prepared a feast in his name. As they served him the finest dishes, they laughed and shared stories of the many moments Arjun had woven into their lives.
“Today, we honor you,” they said, “for you showed us that love is the greatest ingredient of all. You fed not just our bodies, but our spirits as well.”
Thus it was that the man with the turban, who once faced scorn and misunderstanding, became a treasured figure in the hearts of many. From farmer to chef, he had cultivated not only crops but relationships, sowing seeds of unity and joy wherever he went.
And so it was said, “In our diversity, we find strength, and in our hearts, we can sow the seeds of love.”
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