Strict Sentences

The town judge, who had held the position for many years, was interviewing applicants for his replacement.

‘How can I be sure you have a sufficient knowledge of the law to pass sentence?’ he asked Nasrudin.

‘Simple, Your Honour. Just take your place in the dock and I will try you for your past deeds. You will soon see that I have what it takes to sentence a man to imprisonment for the rest of his days!’

The World of Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

Sweet Revenge

Nasrudin sent his wife to borrow some sugar from their neighbours. When they sat down to eat the cake she had made, it tasted terrible. Meaning to play a joke on them, the neighbour had provided salt rather than sugar.

Vowing to get even, Nasrudin went into the chicken coop and gathered some droppings. These he ground and placed in a small snuff box. He then put a similar snuff box in his other pocket and left the house. He waited until he saw his neighbour and then took a pinch of real snuff from one box.

‘Could I have a little of that?’ asked the neighbour.

‘You, my friend, must have the very best!’ declared the Mulla, handing him the other box. The neighbour took a large pinch and sniffed.

‘What is this revolting stuff?!’ he choked.

‘I believe my wife bought it where you buy your sugar,’ replied the Mulla.

The World of Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

The Value of the Past

Nasrudin was sent by the King to investigate the lore of various kinds of Eastern mystical teachers. They all recounted to him tales of the miracles and the sayings of the founders and great teachers, all long dead, of their schools.
    When he returned home, he submitted his report, which contained the single word ‘Carrots’.
    He was called upon to explain himself. Nasrudin told the King: ‘The best part is buried; few know – except the farmer – by the green that there is orange underground; if you don’t work for it, it will deteriorate; there are a great many donkeys associated with it.’

The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

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Quality and quantity

Nasrudin was taking a donkey-load of grapes to market.
    Groups of small children kept begging grapes: but he only gave them a very small handful each.
    ‘You are mean, Nasrudin!’ they shouted.
    ‘Not at all,’ said the Mulla. ‘I am doing this to illustrate the silliness of children. All these grapes taste the same. Once you have had some, you know what all the rest are like. So it doesn’t matter whether you have had many or just a few.’

The Subtleties of the Inimitable Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

Only One Thing Wrong With It

Walking with a disciple one day, Mulla Nasrudin saw for the first time in his life a beautiful lakeland scene.

‘What a delight!’ he exclaimed. ‘But if only, if only…’

‘If only what, Master?’

‘If only they had not put water into it!’

The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

Unfair

Nasrudin walked into the city of Konia for the first time. He was at once struck by the number of patisseries. His appetite sharpened, he went into one of these shops and started to devour a pie.

Certain that he would get nothing out of this ragged apparition, the owner rushed at him and cuffed him.

‘What kind of a town is this?’ asked the Mulla; ‘a place where they hit a man as soon as he has started eating.’

The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

The Flood

‘The King has been kind to me,’ a man was telling Nasrudin; ‘I planted wheat and the rains came. He heard of my troubles and compensated me for the damage done by the flood.’

The Mulla thought for a moment.

‘Tell me,’ he asked, ‘how does one cause a flood?’

The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah, Octagon Press

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