Teheran

When I woke up this morning, it was 7:30. It's been months since I have slept this long without being disturbed by shoulder pain. Healing might have been a slow process but it is coming for sure with a firm step.
Illness is alright as long as it heals. I heard from an Iranian student studying in Technische Universitat Wien (ウィーン工科大学) that "It will make you stronger if it doesn't kill you." I hope this has made me stronger^^.
He once told me an interesting Iranian story named "Teheran".
When a master was strolling along a path in his premise, a servant came bustling to him with his face deadly pale. He said to the master "I saw the God of Death along the path. When he saw me, he looked as if intimidating me. I felt He came to take me to the world of death."
The master told him "Then run away from here as far as you can. Use my horse and if you leave now you can get to Teheran before very dark."
The servant rode the horse and ran for Teheran as fast as the horse can carry him.
Relieved, the master walked along the path to his home when he saw the God of Death. He told the God. "Why did you intimidate my dear servant?"
The God replied "I did not mean to intimidate. I was just surprised... to find him still here. I am supposed to see him in Teheran tonight."
Hope you got what the story suggests.