The greater fool

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 

The Greater Fool

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

Once while Mullah Nasruddin was traveling on donkeyback through Foolland, he passed two local folks trudging along on foot. Nasruddin greeted them, saying simply, “Good morning.”

As the Mullah kept moving on, the first fool stopped and remarked, “I’m wondering . . . why did that fellow speak to me, and not to you?”

The other retorted, “You self-centered moron, it was me he was addressing, not you.”

It hardly took a minute before the two were pushing and shoving each other. They were about to come to blows when one held up his hand and said, “I know — let’s ask him!” So they ran after the Mullah, who was trying to ease out of the skirmish and down the road with his donkey and life intact.

“Wait, Mullah! You must settle our dispute: which one of us were you saying ‘Good morning’ to?”

Nasruddin urged his little grey donkey to keep moving, and he replied to the men, “I said ‘Good morning’ to the greater of the two fools.”

“Well, obviously, that’s me,” declared the first fellow.

“Nonsense, of course he meant me, not you!” asserted the second.

“It’s obvious that I’m greater than you in every way.”

And so the two fools continued swearing and exchanging slaps in the middle of the road, raising a small cloud of dust that became smaller and smaller as Karakacan carried Mullah Nasruddin further away toward home, until he could hear or see them no more.

 

Excerpted from

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

forthcoming November 2014 from Lethe Press

 

 


The Dog Minister

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 

The Dog Minister

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

One day, when Mullah Nasruddin was walking toward the mosque, he saw a large dog at the door. He shooed away the dog, but instead it ran right up into the pulpit, where it began to bark and howl.

“What an amazing thing,” cried the Mullah. “This stupid creature must have been a former minister here!”

 

Excerpted from

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

forthcoming November 2014 from Lethe Press

 

 


Final instruction

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 

Final instruction

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

When Mullah Nasruddin had sent his daughter, Hayat, to another village to be married, a group of women came to the house to escort her to her new home.

They were well on their way when they heard the Mullah yelling from behind. He had run all the way to catch up with the procession, and everyone was surprised to see him. He approached his daughter and breathlessly said, “Daughter, I almost forgot to give you my final instruction.”

“Yes, father,” Hayat said, “what is it?”

“Bear in mind that, when you sew, you should always make a knot at the end of the thread before you pass it through the eye of the needle. Don’t ever forget that.”

Excerpted from

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

forthcoming November 2014 from Lethe Press

 

 


An eggplant by any other name

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 

An eggplant by any other name

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

One day, Hamza brought Mullah Nasruddin a small eggplant, saying, “Mullah, I wonder what this might be. Please tell me.”

He took the eggplant and turned it around and over in his hands, examining the odd purplish thing. After several minutes of this inspection, he said, “Hamza, my friend, I cannot tell you. But let us take it to my son, Ahmet. He will know better than me.”

They took the eggplant to Ahmet and showed it to him. He, too, looked at the thing from every angle before finally declaring, “You ridiculous old farts! What’s so hard about figuring it out? Obviously, this is a baby starling whose eyes have not yet opened.”

Excerpted from

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

forthcoming November 2014 from Lethe Press

 

 


The Prophet’s Traditions

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 

The Prophet’s Traditions

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

When he had reached old age, Mullah Nasruddin was asked if he remembered any of the sayings of the Prophet as being especially meaningful to him. The Mullah replied that he knew a Tradition retold by Akrama, which nobody else had heard. The folks were excited at the prospect of hearing an untold Tradition and pressed Nasruddin to share it with them.

“I have heard it being related,” Nasruddin began, “that Akrama heard it from Ibn Abbas, who heard it from the Prophet Muhammad, who said, ‘There are two personality traits which are not seen in a person until he is a true believer’.”

Everyone leaned forward to listen to Nasruddin relate the Prophet’s words.

Nasruddin sat back and said, “Sad to say, Akrama had forgotten one of the personality traits — and I have forgotten the other.”

 

Excerpted from

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

forthcoming November 2014 from Lethe Press

 

 


Silent dove

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 

Silent Dove

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

One day, Nasruddin’s student, Imad, asked the Mullah, “The dove that brought the olive branch in its beak to the Prophet Noah — was it male or female?”

The Mullah replied to Imad, “Male, of course. If the bird had been female, she never could have kept her beak closed long enough to bring the branch back to Noah.”

 

Excerpted from the forthcoming Lethe Press book,

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

 

 


A ladder to heaven

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

A ladder to heaven

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

Once while traveling, Nasruddin got embroiled in a religious debate with some Greek Orthodox priests.

“Tell us,” said one priest, “how did your Prophet Mohammed ascend to Heaven, pray tell?”

Nasruddin simply responded, “With the ladder left behind by your prophets, my prophets actually climbed up and reached Heaven.”

 

Excerpted from the forthcoming book,

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

 

 


What the boy lost

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

What the boy lost

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

One day, Nasruddin’s son went to the hamam. After a while, the hamamji came to Mullah’s house and told him, “Today at the hammam, your son lost his mind.”

Mullah responds, “Forget it — you must be kidding. The boy has lost his mind already, a long time ago. So while he was at the hammam, he must have lost something else.”

 

Excerpted from the forthcoming book,

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

 

 


Separate the wheat from the barley

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

 Separate the wheat from the barley

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

One day, a man said to young Nasruddin, “I bet you’re too stupid to count on your fingers.”

The boy said, “Looks are deceiving. Try me.”

The fellow said, “Okay then, first, take two sacks of wheat.” The boy carefully folded down both his pinky and ring finger.

“And then take two sacks of barley.” The boy bent his forefinger and thumb down, which of course left his middle finger pointing out. The man acted offended and asked, “Why do you let the middle one stand out like that?”

Nasruddin replied, “So that the wheat does not mix with the barley.”

 

Excerpted from the forthcoming book,

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin
by Ron J. Suresha

 

 


The riddle

A Mullah Nasruddin / Nasreddin Hoca story

The Riddle

Mullah Nasruddin
Mullah Nasruddin

One day, Mullah Nasruddin posed this riddle to the chai shop wags: “Who has entered, come out, and will enter again; entered, come out, and will not enter again; not yet entered, and will enter; and not yet entered, and will not enter?”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

“Here are the answers: Adam and Eve; Satan; the Muslims; and the infidels,” said the Mullah.

 

Excerpted from the forthcoming Lethe Press book by Ron J. Suresha,

Extraordinary Adventures of Mullah Nasruddin, by Ron J. Suresha

 

 


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