Every now and then, I run into a Nasrudin story that stays with me. He is the wise fool of Islamic culture and has had some memorable (fictional) adventures.
1) Nasrudin was getting older. A friend asked if he had ever considered getting married. Nasrudin said that he had patiently searched out the perfect woman and found her. "What happened?", asked the friend. "She was patiently searching for the perfect man."
2) Once Nasrudin heard that Death was in town, looking for him. In fear, he immediately fled to the city. A friend, looking for Nasrudin, asked Death if he had seen him around. Death replied," I doubt if you will find him in town. I have an appointment with him in the city this afternoon."1) Nasrudin was getting older. A friend asked if he had ever considered getting married. Nasrudin said that he had patiently searched out the perfect woman and found her. "What happened?", asked the friend. "She was patiently searching for the perfect man."
Looking up "Nasrudin", I found plenty of sites, from writings by Idries Shah to this one and this one. Here is one that seemed to get more laughs:
The hay wagon had upset in the road and the young driver, Mulla Nasrudin, was terribly worried about it. A kindhearted farmer told the young fellow to forget his troubles and come in and have some supper with his family. "Then we will straighten up the wagon," the farmer said. The Mulla said he didn't think his father would like it. "Oh, don't worry about that," said the farmer. "Everything will be all right." So Nasrudin stayed for supper. Afterwards he said he felt better and thanked the farmer. "But," he said, "I still don't think my father will like it." "Forget it," said the farmer. "By the way," he added, "Where is your father?" "He's under the hay!" said Nasrudin.
