The
Kings WordNasrudin returned from the imperial capital, and the
villagers gathered around to hear what had passed.
"At this time," said Nasrudin, "I only want to say that the King spoke to
me."
All the villagers but the stupidest ran off to spread the wonderful news.
The remaining villager asked, "What did the King say to you?"
"What he said - and quite distinctly, for everyone to hear - was 'Get out
of my way, Imbecile!'"
The River Bank
Nasrudin sat on a river bank when someone shouted to him from the other
bank:
"Hey! how do I get across?"
"You are across!" Nasrudin shouted back.
The Orchard
One day Nasrudin found a dervish stealing figs in his orchard.
As he grabbed the
fakir by the neck he shouted:
“What do you
think you are doing here sheikh?”
“Nothing wrong,"
answered the Sufi with insolent confidence. "I am Allah’s loving servant,
feeding on the fruit of God’s tree in Allah’s garden.”
“Is that so”,
growled the Hodja and proceeded to beat him with no pity but with a solid
wooden stick instead.
“Wicked sinner!
screamed the dervish, how do you dare rising your hand upon a saint? Don’t
you see what you are doing?”
“Nothing wrong,"
replied the Hodja, "Just hitting the servant of Allah, with the stick of
Allah, under the tree of Allah, to preserve Allah’s garden”
Who's on first? (the Genesis)
Nasrudin walked into a shop one day, and the owner came forward to serve
him.
Nasrudin said, "First things first. Did you see me walk into your shop?"
"Of course."
"Have you ever seen me before?"
"Never."
"Then how do you know it was me?"
On Being prepared
"Why are you sitting at the crossroad Mullah?"
"One day something will happen here, and a crowd will gather. When that
comes about, I may not be able to get close enough to see - so I am
preparing my position now.