The Traveller, the Desert Well, and the Midnight Jinn: Afghan Folktale that Teaches Lessons on Respect
The desert plains between Farah and Herat were wide, wind-scraped, and silvered by dust. For centuries, traders had crossed these routes with long caravans, singing as the bells of their camels rang like gentle chimes through the night. But on this evening, one merchant traveled alone. His name has been forgotten, Afghan folktales often leave such wanderers nameless, as if
