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Truth is never second hand, it cannot be transferred. One has to know it and be it oneself — that is why all tradition falsifies it, and all scriptures,...
Yellow Umbrella
I have heard: Mulla Nasruddin was staying in a hotel. A telegram had arrived from home and he was in a hurry to catch the train. He rushed. But...
Mulla Nasruddin’s Clothes
Suppression binds, it does not liberate. Try to suppress something and you find yourself bound hand and foot to it. One evening, as Mulla Nasruddin was setting out to...
Economy Of Laughter
Mulla Nasrudin listened very attentively while a stranger told a long story in the coffee-house. But the man spoke so indistinctly and muffed his punchline so badly that the...
Thy Wish
Mulla Nasruddin and two other saints went for a pilgrimage to Mecca. They were passing through a village, it was the last phase of their journey. Their money was...
When You Are Not, You Are Divine
There once was a great Sufi, Mulla Nasrudin. He was very afraid of death, as everyone is. One day, he heard that someone had died. He came home trembling....
The Big Debate
Ten centuries ago, the Pope decided that all the Muslims had to leave Jerusalem. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Muslim community. So the Pope made a...
The Cat Is Wet
Nasrudin took a job as watchman. His master called him and asked whether it was raining. I have to go see the Sultan, and the dye on my favourite...
The Shortcut
Walking home one wonderful morning, Nasrudin thought that it would be a good idea to take a short cut through the woods. Why, he asked himself, should I...
The Truly Devout
Abu Sari owned a haberdashery in the middle of the main market in the city. He spent all day selling, buying and bargaining with the customers. But every afternoon he...