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Que sera, sera (whatever will be will be)

There was a merchant in Baghdad, who sent his servant to the market to buy provisions and a little while later the servant came back, white and trembling.
He said "Master, just now when I was in the market place I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture. Now please lend me your horse and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samara and there death will not find me."