An evil spirit was wandering around a village. He was looking for some mischief to do. At last he saw a wise old farmer was talking to his son. The spirit hid behind a tree to listen to them.
It was autumn, and the Red Indians asked their new Chief if the winter was going to be cold or mild. Since he was young and being a Red Indian chief in a modern society, he couldn’t tell what the weather was going to be.
A clever smuggler came to the border with a donkey. The donkey’s back was heavily laden with straw. The official at the border was suspicious and pulled apart the man’s bundles till there was straw all around, but not a valuable thing in the straw was found. “But I’m certain you’re smuggling something,” the official said, as the man crossed the border.
This is the story about a man who remained unmarried his whole life, and when he was dying, ninety years old, somebody asked him, “You have remained unmarried your whole life, but you have never said what the reason was. Now you are dying, at least quench our curiosity.
A kinsman came to see Nasrudin from the country and brought a duck. Nasrudin was grateful, had the bird cooked, and shared it with the guest.
Presently another visitor arrived. I am a friend, he said, of the man who gave you the duck. Nasrudin fed him as well. This appened several times.
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