Are you awake, Chows? .

- A story that wakes up sleeping leaders

- If this sun were a ball of snow!

- How good if the wind is cool in the heat and wool in the heat!

- 'But I get an idea, Seth! This desert really becomes a sea. Sea of ​​water. Bouncing waves and splashing water. You are sitting on a camel and I am sitting on a donkey. And all the goods on my head.'

- The Arab Sheth pitched his tent, but the Sheth himself returned cautiously. Chaus watch, but make sure Chaus wakes up or not.

Vs the four big ones, the sky thought, the sea thought, the mountain thought...! And yet such theft can happen? Absolutely clean? Nothing, nothing!

Jean was sitting on top of Chaus thinking. He was playing with a string in his hand.

Brother! I have just said that. Tales of the Arabs and Chauss. A cycle of big thinking. Thinking, thinking and thinking. When you think about it and compare it to someone!

An Arab was passing through the desert. The Arab himself was a trader. He had a donkey, a camel, a tent and a treasure of merchandise.

There was also a chows with the Arab. Keeper of Chaus Arab. At night, when the Arab falls asleep, he keeps the chaus. He preserves the donkey, preserves the camel, preserves the tent and preserves the Arabseth. Trade goods should be preserved.

This Chauss had a habit of thinking. A long long trip to the desert. What else to do? Just keep thinking of Chauss. He should think for himself. Ask Seth questions. Seth likes it. Who doesn't like a thinking man?

Once Chaus says: 'Seth! I do not feel this desert. It looks like a sea of ​​sand.'

Seth says: 'But I have an idea, Seth! This desert really becomes a sea. Sea of ​​water. Bouncing waves and splashing water. You are sitting on a camel and I am sitting on a donkey. And all the goods on my head.'

Chaus says: 'But Seth! Tell me, how does this camel of ours, this donkey of ours, walk in water? How to cross the sea?'

Seth says: 'Don't do it. drown. Do camels and donkeys walk a little in the sea?'

Chaus says: 'All right. I was thinking the same thing. Camels and donkeys do not walk in the sea. Drown... but Seth! If those two drown, even if they drown, what will happen to us?' If Arabsheth doesn't laugh, what will he do?

Another time Chaus says: 'Seth! What work did nature make this sun? See how hot it is! Due to this sun, the water dried up on the earth. Everywhere became desert.'

Seth says: 'True, Chaus.'

Chaus says: 'But Seth! If this sun were a ball of snow! A snowball sprinkled with colorful sherbets...'

Seth laughs or not? But he liked Chaus because of his thoughts, the way of the desert was cut off in his thoughts.

And one day Chaus said: 'Seth!'

Seth says: 'Speak, Chaus.'

Chaus says: 'This wind is also true. A cold wind in the heat, a cold wind in the heat. It feels hot hot hot due to the hot wind of the day, it is hot hot hot due to the cold wind of the night.

Seth says: 'Okay.'

Chaus says: 'What is wrong if the wind is reversed rather than that?'

Seth says: 'Inverted? So?'

Chaus says: 'That is the cold wind of the day and the hot wind of the night. When the day is hot, the wind is cold, when the night is cold, the wind is cold!'

After all, it's fun!

In an hour he says: 'Seth! How good if the earth walks instead of us walking. We have to stand. Let the earth take us wherever we want to go.'

In an hour he says: 'What if the wind blows us away? The wind simply blows the sand. Instead, it would be fun if they flew us, hey, they flew us along with our camels and donkeys. Hey, it's fun.'

And sometimes say: Seth! We walk with useless feet. We must walk hand in hand. Not doing what God says. We will walk hand in hand, go! We don't have to walk on foot.

Then it occurred to him that we humans walk with our hands, but how do camels and donkeys walk. If the legs are raised and they are upside down, then how does it work?

Just think! Think!! Think!!!

There is no limit to Chaus's thought, no limit, his thought does not stop for an hour.

Seth needed such a companion. Who stays awake. Thought keeps a man awake!

Now listen to the waking talk of this waking man.

Night fell in the desert. A desert night is truly worth preserving in many ways. In the desert there are storms, deserts, sandstorms and yes, even thieves. There are some gangs of thieves in the desert! The fleets of such traders he should plunder.

At such a midnight, such a chous only seems to work. His thinking continued, his guard continued, his guard continued.

ok bro! The Arabs set up their tents. Handed over the luggage to Chaus and went into the tent to sleep, but Seth himself returned cautiously. Chaus watch, but make sure Chaus wakes up or not.

It will be time for night barracks. Seth asked from the tent: 'Chows! Are you awake?'

Chaus says: 'Wake up, Seth.'

Then Seth slept.

Seth's eyes opened at two o'clock in the middle of the night. Asked: 'Chows! Are you awake?'

Chaus says: 'Awake, sir! And I can't sleep at the thought of it, sir.'

Seth says: 'What thought?'

Chaus says: 'Sand is the dust of a mountain. How many mountains Parvardigar must have rubbed the mountains, so much sand must have been collected.'

Seth laughed in his sleep.

Chauss continues to speak. He says: 'Seth! Khudatal has no business rubbing mountains. And I get another thought...'

Seth was falling asleep. The thought of Mk Chaus is so overwhelming to him that he will never sleep.

Seth slept soundly, but was alert. At four o'clock he opened his eyes again. They ask: 'Chaos! Are you awake?'

Chaus says: 'Seth! I get the idea that...the shadows of a man, a camel, a camel rider can be seen in the dark? And the music of that shadow in the sand? If a camel or a horse or a donkey runs in the sand and it's night, it makes noises like tap tap tap or soo-soo?'

It occurred to Arabsheth that the idea was great. Even if Chaos finds shadows in the dark, even if he hears the music of shadows.

Seth fell asleep. But there was still a few nights left. woke up They ask Chaus: 'Chaus! Are you awake?'

Chaus says: 'Seth! I wonder how smooth the sky is. That is why these stars are slipping. But how will Akashimiyan cover the sky? How will their cooking be? Where would he have peeled and put all the shells?'

Last night's sleep is heavy. Seth was sound asleep. It occurred to him that the idea of ​​Chaus was very big, very big. He will not sleep. The checkpoint will be fine and all our belongings will be saved.

Chaus was just talking. He says: Seth! I feel like the flakes keep falling, keep falling. But not on the ground, not Hargiz, and bury any thief-robber merchant fleeing. May all that heavenly rain and dust fall, fall, fall on that gang...

Seth didn't hear it, but it occurred to him that Chaus's idea was wonderful. Is huge, huge.

ok bro The night is over. dawned Seth asked from inside the tent: 'Are you awake?' Chaus says: 'Wake up Seth! I'm awake now! And I have an idea... I can't answer a question, sir!'

Seth laughs and asks: 'What kind of thought is that, and what kind of question is that?'

Chaus says: 'Seth! It seems to me that the donkey gene is present. I am sitting on that gene. But the genie stayed and who picked up the donkey? And present! The rope of the camel is still in my hand. Look here. Then who pulled the camel? And bandanawaj! I was sleeping at the door of the tent. Hey, what was sitting sleeping. Then who moved me here? Me my Sartaj! I get the idea that whoever has manipulated the donkey, the camel, me like this, has he not touched the goods?'

Arabsheth woke up with a start. His eyes opened. Alas, they became quite frantic. There was a tent. There was an empty tent. There was nothing else, nothing.

Peti patara, valuables, shawls, dushalas, food and drink... there was nothing to say the least.

All the way the plundered Arabseth comb their hair, dance, and shout to the Chaus: 'Ella Chausia! What did you allow this to happen?'

Chows Seth: 'I have an idea Seth!'

Arabsheth shrugs and says: 'Still thinking...?'

Chaus says: 'Yes Seth, I think I was awake all night. Not killed at all. Then who did such a move? A keeper was awake, he was awake and thinking, and Seth thought big and big, sky thought, sea thought, mountain thought...! And yet such a theft can happen? Absolutely clean? Nothing, nothing!'

Jean was sitting on top of Chaus thinking. He was playing with a string in his hand.

Brother! I have just said that. Tales of the Arabs and Chauss. A cycle of big thinking. Thinking, thinking and thinking. You would not compare someone while climbing and keeping!