Safe from Myself

by rjs
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Published on: February 1, 2011

Safe from Myself

Once young Nasruddin had a sum of money that he wanted to hide, so he stashed his cash in a covered urn in a corner of the house. He felt secure knowing he’d found a safe place to hide his money, and he smiled at his cleverness as he left for the teahouse.

No sooner had he reached the door that a thought entered his head. He spun around, looked at the urn in the corner where he had hidden his cash, and said: “I’d better move my money from there. Now that I know my secret hiding place, who will stop me from stealing from myself?”

Excerpted from The Uncommon Sense of the Immortal Mullah Nasruddin: Stories, Jests, and Donkey Tales of the Beloved Persian Folk Hero


Your Daily Nasruddin

Even more than your own foolishness, you need to be saved from your own cleverness. What good is your well-kept secret if somebody untrustworthy knows it? Even if that somebody is you, at least you know that you know something that you think nobody else knows.

What you don’t know is that everybody already knows everything about you in any case. And isn’t that a comfort, never knowing in your ignorance that actually you have no secrets whatsoever.

It is more than likely you will betray yourself, because most people do. It would be nice if you were smart enough to know better, but your cleverness will trip you up every time.

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