One night, a thief broke into Nasrudin’s house and began putting items in a sack. Nasrudin then joined him and added a few items.
The thief was so bewildered that he turned to Nasrudin and asked, “What in the world are you doing?”
“Well,” Nasrudin replied, “I thought we were moving, so I began helping you pack.”
Nasrudin heard a knock at his door one night. He opened the door, and the man standing there said, “Mullah, can you […]
Nasrudin was hanging a painting in his room. As he hammered the nail, he accidentally hit too hard, and made a big […]
The Mullah meets a friend on the street: “Oh, it’s been a long time….how are you? what are you doing?” “Oh I […]
Mulla Nasrudin’s father was the highly-respected keeper of a shrine, the burial-place of a great master which was a place of pligrimage […]
