A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story
Let’s hope the rumor is true
One day, Nasruddin rode his little gray donkey into the woods to chop timber. He tethered Karakacan to a large rock and wandered off to scout for good trees to fell. While he was away and not paying attention, wolves attacked and ate his donkey.
Sadly Nasruddin returned to his village. At the edge of town, he saw two of his students, Ismail and Mahmoud. He asked them, “Boys, have you heard any rumors lately?
Ismail answered, “Not really, Mullah. What sort of rumor?”
“Well, has anyone in town been talking about the wolves that have just eaten Mullah Nasruddin’s donkey?”
“Sorry, Mullah,” said Ismail, “but we’ve been playing here for hours and nobody’s said a word about wolves or your donkey.”
“Well, that’s a relief,” sighed the Mullah, “Let’s hope the rumor is true.”
Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha
now in print from Lethe Press