In this tale from Jami's Haft Awrang, a wealthy youth struts arrogantly on account of his rank and status (نخوت جاه, تکبر). A bent, ragged old mystic (عارف) whose heart is alive with divine light counsels him to abandon his prideful gait, warning that such conduct is not pleasing to God. When the youth indignantly demands whether the old man knows who he is, the old man deflates his pride by tracing the humble arc of human existence: he began as a mere drop of impure fluid, entered the world through lowly bodily passages, and will end as a corpse decaying in the dust. The allegory teaches that pride in worldly nobility is baseless once one contemplates the abject origin and mortal end of the human body, a recurring Sufi corrective against egoism and vanity.