Friend of mine was telling me that in Iran if a man and woman divorce and want to get remarried to each other they can't do it directly. First the woman has to have sex with another man before she can remarry her first husband. They have a name for this interim guy and they call him Mustafa. So somehow the woman has to find herself a Mustafa. or perhaps someone else has to find her a Mustafa.

Apparently finding a Mustafa can be a difficult thing sometimes so some guys there decided to play a joke.

There was a minor Mullah there who was always going around bugging everyone, pressing everyone for money and favors such as were due him as a Mullah, generally making a nuisance of himself.

So a bunch of guys told him about how difficult it was for some ladies who wanted to remarry their ex-husbands without finding a Mustafa. So they told this Mullah he could go to the ministry and apply for the job as Mustafa.

Now they knew the guy at the ministry and called him and let him in on the joke. So the ministry guy sent the Mullah to get a doctor's certificate saying he was ok to be a Mustafa, letting the doctor in on the joke as well.

From there they sent him to the health office for some special permits. The health office was in on the joke too.

They ran this guy around for two months getting this and that. People all over the gov't were playing a part in the joke.

Then the guy was asking, when can I see the woman who needs a Mustafa. I want to see some of the women who are needing this.

Eventually someone told him, "You idiot, there is not Mustafa. They are just running you around just to make a joke of you.


Then they sent the guy to a health office

oops, messed up the end with typing somehow, where did that come from?

I guess this was really in the wrong section. but I put it here because of the related topic about getting back together. I think there are a lot of really odd customs and considerations people have about getting back together.

Love can survive a breakup, but maybe not so often as you would think.

I'm a bit of a recycler Philosopher..and sometimes, we miss 'seeing'the person, because of the stresses of life.

I don't believe so much in endings, as in 'not right for now'..we all grow at different stages, I guess, and sometimes have crazy delusional ideas..and it isn't till the 'wake up call', whatever it may be, for the true worth of the other person is seen.



Thanks for the story...I was a little lost in what it meant...thanks for clearing that up.