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:-:Afghan Jokes Mullah Nasrudin:-:

Needs :-:As Nasruddin Hodja emerged form the mosque after prayers, a beggar sitting on the street solicited alms. The following conversation followed:
- Are you extravagant? asked Hodja.
- Yes Hodja. replied the beggar.
- Do you like sitting around drinking coffee and smoking? asked Hodja.
- Yes. replied the beggar.
- I suppose you like to go to the baths everyday? asked Hodja.
- Yes. replied the beggar.
- ...And maybe amuse yourself, even, by drinking with friends? asked Hodja.
- Yes I like all those things. replied the beggar.
- Tut, tut, said Hodja, and gave him a gold piece.
A few yards farther on. another beggar who had overheard the conversation begged for alms also.
- Are you extravagant? asked Hodja.
- No, Hodja replied second beggar.
- Do you like sitting around drinking coffee and smoking? asked Hodja.
- No. replied second beggar.
- I suppose you like to go to the baths everyday? asked Hodja.
- No. replied second beggar.
- ...And maybe amuse yourself, even, by drinking with friends? asked Hodja.
- No, I want to only live meagerly and to pray. replied second beggar.
Whereupon the Hodja gave him a small copper coin.
- But why, wailed second beggar, do you give me, an economical and pious man, a penny, when you give that extravagant fellow a sovereign?
- Ah my friend, replied Hodja, his needs are greater than yours.

When you face things alone:-:You may have lost your donkey, Nasruddin, but you don't have to grieve over it more than you did about your first wife.

- Ah, but if your remember, when i lost my wife, all you villagers said :"We will find you someone else so far, nobody has proffered to replace my donkey."

The Burglar:-: A thief went into Nasrudin's house and carried away almost all the possessions of the Mullah to his own home. Nasrudin had been watching from the street. After a few minutes Nasrudin took up a blanket,followed him,went into his house,lay down,and pretended to go to sleep. The thief asked Mullah, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Mullah replied, "Well, we were moving house, were we not?"

Not so Difficult:-: The Mullah's neighbor wanted to borrow his cloth-line. Nasrudin said 'Sorry, I'm using it'. Drying flour!'
The neighbor said, 'How on earth can you dry flour on a clothes-line?'

Mullah replied, 'It is less difficult than you think when you do not want to lend it.'

Anachronism:-: "Why are you sitting at the crossroad, Mullah?" "One day something will happen here, and a crowd will gather. When that comes about, I may not be able to get close enough-so I'm putting in my time now."

The Speculator:-:
Nasrudin bought a large number of eggs and at once sold them at a lower price than he bought them. When asked why he did it he said: "Surely you don't want me to be called a profiteer?"

Last year's Nests:-:'What are you doing in that tree, Mullah?'
'Looking for eggs''But those are last year's nests!' 'Well, if you were a bird, and wanted a safe place to lay, would you build a new nest, with everyone watching?'

Why ask me?:-:Nasrudin was riding along one day when his donkey took fright at something in its path and started to bolt. As he sped past them at an unaccustomed pace some countrymen called out: 'Where are you going,O Nasrudin, so fast?' 'Mullah shouted, 'don't ask me, ask my donkey!"

Incomplete:-:
Mullah Nasrudin surprised the building of his own tomb. At last, after one shortcoming after another had been righted, the mason came for his money.
'It is not right yet builder.'

'Whatever more can be done with it?'
'We still have to supply the body.'

When you face things alone:-:'You may have lost you donkey, Mullah, but you don't have to grieve over it more than you did about the loss of your first wife.'

The Reason:-:The Mulla went to see a rich man.
'Give me some money.'
'Why?'
'I want to buy ... an elephone.'
If you have no money,you can't afford to keep an elephant.'
'I came here',said Nasrudin,'to get money,no advice.'

Truth:-:'What is truth?' a disciple asked Nasrudin.
'Something which I have never, at any time, spoken-nor shall I.'

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