How to find words in order to tell about the desert beauty about the sincere generosity of my people about its age-old wisdom and kindness?
The stranger was astonished by his action because the old man welcomed him as the dearest guest giving him his last food thereby dooming himself to sure death. But being a stranger in this steppe he couldn t know that the old man couldn t act otherwise couldn t break the sacred law of hospitality.
Yes it s legend but what a deep meaning is concealed in it what a selfless goodness and unselfishness it goes about…
The desert is the keeper of age-old folk customs the treasury of wisdom of all generations which lived here. The desert does never disclose its secrets to the weak it always tries its sons with severe snow-storms biting merciless winds heavy showering heat thirst endless distances.
In the boundless desert very hot in summer even for people who live here under intense heat of about 60 C and sand-storms . In order to live in the desert and not be a stranger in it the man must also take here deep roots which will give him strength and faith.
…The Turkmen people will never forget how the ancient town Urgench which long months resisted the iron hordes of the bloody Genghiz-Khan was seized. A traitor the son of a man respected by everyone opened the town s gates. But how could a viper be born from a falcon? As it turned out he has been taken far away from his native town as a boy and returned as a grown man not remembering his kinship not knowing its customs.
The desert is our great teacher.