Judgements

A woman is brought before a revolutionary Islamic tribunal for betraying the revolution with indecent behavior. The accused sits in her stand like a proud woman. The audience gapes at her.
The Judge calls her a sinner. He accuses her of harassing men with indecent flirtations, drinking alcohol in front of others and freely offering social judgements against the revolutionary victory.
The accused starts to tremble. Is it fear and or anger?

When the judge gives her the time to defend herself or offer humble apologies, she bursts. She shouts at the judge and the court. If she is as they claim, than the court and revolution is exactly like her. She claims the court to be full of biased ideas what is good and what not, reveling in self justification to harass the other sex and anyone who doesn't play along with the so-called revolution. Then she takes of her head scarf and waves her long lustrous hair.
She finishes with the words: “And everyone who does not see natural beauty in my hair. Anyone thinking only of indecency rules or sex while watching it, is a sinner and betrayer of the revolution too.” Then she sits down. The whole audience and the court listens and watches in shock. Men stare, or stare demonstratively not, at her hair. This woman has for sure crossed all the lines.

Then the judge rises. He shakes and trembles. He cries like a man in despair and then falls to his knees. All the while wailing he moves towards the woman on his knees. “Thank you for opening the eyes of the court, thank you for exposing us as sinners and losers who hide behind a veil of power and revelers in self justification that bully everything that is other. Thank you for exposing my secret sexual longings to everyone in this room. Thank you for showing the same guts to break the laws, as we did in the revolution, for something you believe in” When he reaches her hem embraces her knees and cries. The whole court and everyone in the audience is flabbergasted. The woman sits frozen and looks at the judge. She puts her scarf back on.

Then the judges rises like nothing happens and demands release of the woman. The other members of the court rise to protest his judgement. The judge looks with fire in his eyes at them. “If there is just the smallest grain of hate against this woman or reveling in power within yourself, then you are not part of a revolutionary victory, but part of a new tyranny. If there is but one small part in you either lusting or hating this woman, you show me, that you cannot control your own emotions. How then can we trust you to control your thoughts honestly when sitting in judgement.” The men of the court stare at him. “And I will wail on your lap too, until you too understand.” he follows. The woman is hastily released.
A few days after that, the judge is removed from office and never seen again.

Addition: They whisper this story though is shared all over the country. A few will add it's not the woman, but the revolution that has been judged. Some whisper the Judge was a Sufi, others think the woman was one too, or became one because of this event. There are even some who claim the woman was a Sufi master and the Judge her student. Others it was the other way around. Some say everyone present in the courtroom who had a open heart was changed for the better after this. Others say this would never have happened in real life and is just a story. Whether these last ones are right or wrong doesn't matter. They are asleep.