Surprise is the weapon without a blade. You can floor one by the sheer power of the unexpected.
This reminds me of a story:
One night the Hodja was sleeping in his bed, snoring peacefully after a busy day when he was awaken by somebody, obviously a burglar, who was cautiously investigating the pitch-dark room.
With an unexpectedly friendly voice he addressed the anonymous presence:
“Light a candle please, so that I can see you.”
The stranger froze.
“Fear nothing, my good man,” continued Nasreddin. “I only want to see the gifted one who is able to find, in the darkness, something valuable, here in my poor house where, in broad daylight, I find nothing useful.”
This reminds me of a story:
One night the Hodja was sleeping in his bed, snoring peacefully after a busy day when he was awaken by somebody, obviously a burglar, who was cautiously investigating the pitch-dark room.
With an unexpectedly friendly voice he addressed the anonymous presence:
“Light a candle please, so that I can see you.”
The stranger froze.
“Fear nothing, my good man,” continued Nasreddin. “I only want to see the gifted one who is able to find, in the darkness, something valuable, here in my poor house where, in broad daylight, I find nothing useful.”
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