Tales of Nasrudin

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Philip Kelley
Tales of Nasrudin

We invite you to immerse yourself in their stories ... Some of their passages may be familiar to you or that, guided by their adventures, you will find within yourself certain correspondences or resonances ...

!Good trip!

Contents

  • Looking for the key
  • The cost of learning
  • The Perfect Woman
  • Appearances
  • Where to go?
  • Gratitude
  • The importance of the moon
  • A heavy cape
  • Take out the sore eye
  • Duck Soup
  • Honey on fire

Looking for the key

Very late at night Nasrudin finds himself circling a lamppost, looking down. A neighbor passes by.

- What are you doing Nasrudín, have you lost something? - he asks.
- Yes I'm looking for my key.

The neighbor stays with him to help him search. After a while, a neighbor passes by.
-What are you doing? - he asks them.
- We are looking for Nasrudin's key.
She also wants to help them and starts looking.

Then another neighbor joins them. Together they search and search and search. Having searched for a long time they end up getting tired. A neighbor asks:

- Nasruddin, we have searched for your key for a long time, are you sure you have lost it in this place??
- No, says Nasrudin
- Where did you lose it then?
- There in my house.
- So why are we looking for her here?
- Well, because here there is more light and my house is very dark.

The cost of learning

Nasruddin decided that he could benefit from learning something new and went to visit a renowned music teacher:

- How much do you charge to teach me to play the flute? - Nasrudín asked.

- Three pieces of silver the first month; then a piece of silver per month - answered the teacher.

-Perfect! - Nasrudín said; - I will start in the second month.

The Perfect Woman

Nasrudin was having a conversation with a friend.

- So you never thought of getting married?

- I did think, ”Nasrudin replied. -In my youth, I decided to look for the perfect woman. I crossed the desert, I arrived in Damascus, and I met a very spiritual and beautiful woman; but she knew nothing of the things of this world.

I continued traveling, and went to Isfahan; there I found a woman who knew the realm of matter and spirit, but she was not pretty.

So I decided to go to Cairo, where I had dinner at the house of a pretty, religious, and knowledgeable girl of material reality..

- And why didn't you marry her?

- Ah, my friend! Unfortunately she also wanted a perfect man.

Appearances

The Sufi Mula Nasrudin says that once he went to a bathhouse poorly dressed, and they tried to regulate him badly and left a gold coin as a tip to leave.

The following week he was richly dressed and they went out of their way to tend him ... and left a copper coin, saying:

-This is the tip for last week's deal and last week's tip for today's deal.

Where to go?

- People asked the Nasruddin Mule "Where should we go in a funeral procession, in front, in the back, or to the side?"

Nasrudin replied:
"It doesn't matter where you go, as long as you don't go inside the coffin!"

Gratitude

One day, while Nasrudin was working on his farm, a thorn penetrated his foot. Unbelievably he said, "Thank you my God, thank you!" and continued:

"It's a blessing that I wasn't wearing my new shoes today!"

The importance of the moon

Nasrudin entered a tea house and declared: "The moon is more useful than the sun." "Why"? They Asked.

"Because at night we all need more light."

A heavy cape

One night people heard an awful noise coming from Nasrudin's house. The next morning and as soon as they got up they went to visit him and asked him: "What was all that noise?" "My cape fell to the ground." Nasrudin replied.

But: "Can a cape make such a noise?" They questioned him:

"Of course, yes you are inside her, as I was"

Take out the sore eye

On the basis of the reports that had been given to him, the Caliph appointed Nasrudin Senior Councilor of the Court and since his authority did not come from his own competence but from the Caliph's patronage, Nasrudin became a danger to all who came to him. consult him, as evidenced in the following case:

"Nasrudin, you who are a man of experience," said a courtier, "do you know of any remedy for sore eyes? I'm asking you because they hurt me tremendously"

"Let me share my experience with you," Nasrudin told him. "I once had a toothache, and I didn't find relief until I had them removed."

Duck Soup

One day, a peasant went to visit Nasrudin, attracted by his great fame and eager to see the most illustrious man in the country up close. She brought him a magnificent duck as a gift. The Mule, very honored, invited the man to dinner and spend the night at his house. They ate an exquisite soup prepared with the duck.

The next morning, the peasant returned to his countryside, happy to have spent a few hours with such an important person. A few days later, the sons of this peasant went to the city and on their return passed by Nasrudin's house. - We are the children of the man who gave him a duck - they introduced themselves. They were greeted and entertained with duck soup.

A week later, two young men knocked on the door of the Mula. - Who are you? - We are the neighbors of the man who gave him a duck. The Mule began to regret having accepted that duck. However, he put a good face on the bad weather and invited his guests to eat.

After eight days, a whole family asked the Mule for hospitality. - And who are you? - We are the neighbors of the neighbors of the man who gave him a duck. Then the Mule pretended to be happy and invited them to the dining room. After a while, he appeared with a huge tureen full of hot water and carefully filled the bowls of his guests. After tasting the liquid, one of them exclaimed: - But… what is this, noble sir? By Allah we have never seen such a tasteless soup! Mula Nasrudin just answered: - This is the soup of the soup of the duck soup that I gladly offer to you, the neighbors of the neighbors of the neighbors of the man who gave me the duck.

Honey on fire

The Mule was heating honey on the fire, when a friend suddenly arrived.

The honey began to boil and Nasrudin invited him to his visitor. It was so hot, that the other one got burned.

- Do something! - exclaimed the friend.

Then the Mule took a fan and waved it over the pot ... with the purpose of cooling the honey.


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