Category: Mullah Nasrudin

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: the Way

One sunny spring afternoon Nasrudin was sitting peacefully by the imposing North gate of Samarkand watching the colourful string of caravans following each other and followed in turn by the curious glances of the...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: What’s wrong?

Mullah came upon a frowning man walking along the road to town. “What’s wrong?” he asked. The man held up a tattered bag and moaned, “All that I own in this wide world barely...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin : it works

The Mullah was beating a drum as hard as he could. The neighbors were fed up at the racket and asked him what he was doing. He replied, “Keeping wild tigers at bay.” A...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: because of me

Walking one evening along a deserted road, Nasruddin saw a troop of horsemen rapidly approaching. His imagination started to work; he saw himself captured or robbed or killed and frightened by this thought he...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: Wives like that

Mulla Nasruddin was fishing with his friend. “I think I should get a divorce,” his friend said. “My wife hasn’t spoken to me in three months.” “I’d think twice if I were you,” said...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: Fate

A certain man asked the famous Mulla Nasrudin, “What is the meaning of fate?” Mulla replied, “Assumptions.” “In what way?” the man asked again. Mulla looked at him and said, “You assume things are...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: the shoes

 Mulla Nasruddin used to purchase shoes which were too tight for him, one size too small. He was continually complaining and grumbling to everybody, “I will die with these shoes!” People said, “Why don’t...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: the free bread

The Mullah’s wife sent him to buy some bread. When the Mullah arrived at the bread shop he saw a long line waiting to buy bread. He thought he would do something to get...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: Why not?

A man who went into a shop and asked the shopkeeper, “Do you have leather?” “Yes,” said the shopkeeper. “Nails?” “Yes.” “Thread?” “Yes.” “Needle?” “Yes” “Then why don’t you make yourself a pair of...

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Hodja Mullah Nasruddin: the mother in law

People ran to tell the Mullah that his mother-in-law had fallen into the river. “She will be swept out to sea, for the torrent is very fast here,” they cried. Without a moment’s hesitation...