God’s Way, or Mortal’s Way?
. . . continued from previous entry. . .
Süleyman, the walnut seller, was furious at first when he arrived at his vendor stall, but when the kids described Nasruddin’s fall, Süleyman laughed along, and everyone helped Nasruddin collect the nuts and put the stand in order. Nasruddin even bought a bag of walnuts to placate Süleyman, for the kids to share.
“Children, I will give you all the walnuts in this bag. But tell me first — how do you want me to divide them: God’s way, or mortal’s way?”
“God’s way,” the four boys chimed together as one.
Mullah opened the bag and gave two handfuls of walnuts to the first boy, one handful to the next boy, just two walnuts to the third boy, and none at all to the last!
All the children were baffled, but the fourth boy pouted and complained, “What sort of distribution is this?”
“This is God’s way of distributing gifts among his children. Some will get lots, some will get a fair amount, and nothing at all to others. Now, had you asked me to divide the nuts by the usual mortal’s way, I would have handed out an equal amount to everybody.”
. . . to be continued . . .
Excerpted from The Uncommon Sense of the Immortal Mullah Nasruddin: Stories, Jests, and Donkey Tales of the Beloved Persian Folk Hero
Your Daily Nasruddin
One of the most popular Nasreddin jokes around, one that my Guru relishes telling, and another fine example of how Nasruddin makes the illogical seem obvious.
The Mullah here shifts from being a fool riding backward who fell on his ass to being the teacher.
Contrary to our boundless expectations, you’d think God would be fairer. Not so much, actually.
God is randomness and chaos just as much as harmony and balance.
And I know for sure that the Mullah ended up giving the boys more nuts.
God’s Way, or Mortal’s Way?
God’s Way, or Mortal’s Way?
. . . to be continued . . .
Excerpted from The Uncommon Sense of the Immortal Mullah Nasruddin: Stories, Jests, and Donkey Tales of the Beloved Persian Folk Hero
One of the most popular Nasreddin jokes around, one that my Guru relishes telling, and another fine example of how Nasruddin makes the illogical seem obvious.
The Mullah here shifts from being a fool riding backward who fell on his ass to being the teacher.
Contrary to our boundless expectations, you’d think God would be fairer. Not so much, actually.
God is randomness and chaos just as much as harmony and balance.
And I know for sure that the Mullah ended up giving the boys more nuts.