While Nasrudin was staying in another town, a local man asked him what three times two was.
“Four,” Nasrudin replied.
“You are wrong,” the man said. “The answer is six.”
“Actually,” explained Nasrudin, “I am not wrong. We use different type of math where I am from.”
One day Nasrudin bumped into another man, sending them both to the ground. “Oh, excuse me,” Nasrudin said. “Are you me, or […]
Nasrudin bought a heavy item from the bazaar. He turned to a porter and said, “Take this to my house.” The porter […]
Once Mulla Nasruddin was forced to come to the court because he has been found again drunk on the street. The magistrate […]
Nasrudin was in the marketplace listening to a horse dealer’s sales pitch. “This is the most exquisite horse in this village,” the […]
