Baghdad

Stories tagged Baghdad:

• The Story of the Merchant of Baghdad Aug 23, 2025

  

  In the great city of Baghdad, during the reign of the wise Caliph Harun al-Rashid, there lived a merchant named Abu Kassem whose wealth was spoken of in every corner of the Islamic world. His caravans traveled the Silk Road carrying precious goods from China to Spain, his ships sailed the Persian Gulf laden with pearls and spices, and his warehouses overflowed with silks, jewels, and gold.

  Abu Kassem was known not only for his business acumen but also for his generous heart. Each Friday after prayers at the grand mosque, he would distribute coins to the poor, and during Ramadan, his tables were open to any who needed food. His beautiful home near the Round City’s center was famous for its hospitality, where scholars, poets, and travelers from distant lands found welcome.

• The Story of the Thief of Baghdad Aug 23, 2025

  

  In the great city of Baghdad, during the reign of the wise Caliph Harun al-Rashid, there lived a thief whose skills were legendary throughout the criminal underworld. His name was Kassim ibn Farid, though he was known in the shadowy alleys and hidden corners of the city simply as “The Shadow,” for his ability to move unseen and take what he wished without leaving a trace.

  Kassim was no common pickpocket or crude burglar. He was an artist of theft, a master of his dark craft who could slip through locked doors like smoke, scale walls like a spider, and vanish into crowds like morning mist. His reputation was such that other thieves would speak his name in whispers, partly from admiration and partly from fear, for Kassim guarded his territory jealously and tolerated no competition.

• The Tale of the Ruined Man who became Rich Again through a Dream Aug 23, 2025

  

  In the great city of Baghdad, during the golden age of the caliphs, there lived a man whose fortune had turned as bitter as winter wind. Once wealthy beyond measure, with coffers full of gold and warehouses brimming with precious goods, he had lost everything through misfortune and the cruel turns of fate. His name was Abu Yusuf, and where once silk robes had adorned his frame, now threadbare cloth barely covered his shoulders.