RE: Mukti or Bust / Humor

[Guest guest]

Dear Nasrudin,

 

This was most hilarious, honest, original and revealing!

 

Kudos to you for your courage, sense of humor and openness!

 

Indeed, this whole thing is a joke, The Big Guy in the Sky is having a

Big Laugh!

 

Now I see why you have taken on the name Nasrudin.

 

You have inspired me to share some stories about Mulla Nasrudin.

 

===========

 

'Take up this sack and carry it to my home,' said Nasrudin to a porter

in the market.

 

'May I be your sacrifice, Effendi. Where is your house?'

 

The Mulla looked at him aghast. 'You are a disreputable ruffian, and

probably a burglar. Do you think that I could ever tell you where my

house is?'

 

===========

 

A would-be disciple haunted Nasrudin, asking him question after

question. The Mulla answered everything, and realized that the man was

not completely satisfied: although he was in fact making progress.

 

Eventually the man said: 'Master, I need more explicit guidance.'

 

'What is the matter?'

 

'I have to keep on doing things; and although I make progress, I want to

move faster. Please tell me a secret, as I have heard you do with

others.'

 

'I will tell you when you are ready for it.'

 

The man returned later with the same theme.

 

'Very well. You know that your need is to emulate me?'

 

'Yes.'

 

'Can you keep a secret?'

 

'I would never impart it to anyone.'

 

'Then observe that I can keep a secret as well as you can.'

 

============

 

'When I was in the desert,' Nasrudin said one day, 'I caused an entire

tribe of horrible and bloodthirsty Bedouins to run.'

 

'However did you do it?'

 

'Easy. I just ran, and they ran after me.'

 

============

 

 

Nasrudin was carrying home some liver which he had just bought. In the

other hand he had a recipe for a liver pie which a friend had given him.

Suddenly a buzzard swooped down and carried off the liver.

 

'You fool!' shouted Nasrudin, 'the meat is all very well -- but I still

have the recipe!'

 

===========

 

A philosopher, having made an appointment to dispute with Nasrudin,

called and found him away from home. Infuriated, he picked up a piece

of chalk and wrote 'Stupid Oaf' on Nasrudin's gate.

 

As soon as he got home and saw this, the Mulla rushed to the

philosopher's house.

 

'I had forgotten,' he said, 'that you were to call. And I apologize for

not being at home. Of course, I remembered the appointment as soon as I

saw that you had left your name on my door.'

 

===========

 

Typed from "The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin' by Idries

Shah.

 

- Ashish Mahajan

[Guest guest]

You detected my little secret, Ashish. Yes, I did

choose the ID from Idries Shah's books. But you missed

the big secret, which is that I was hardly

exaggerating at all in "Mukti or Bust". Seems I got

away with it. Oops!

 

Nasrudin

 

--- Ashish Mahajan <ash.mahajan

wrote:

 

Dear Nasrudin,

 

This was most hilarious, honest, original and

revealing!

 

Kudos to you for your courage, sense of humor and

openness!

 

Indeed, this whole thing is a joke, The Big Guy in the

Sky is having a

Big Laugh!

 

Now I see why you have taken on the name Nasrudin.

 

You have inspired me to share some stories about Mulla

Nasrudin.

 

===========

 

'Take up this sack and carry it to my home,' said

Nasrudin to a porter

in the market.

 

'May I be your sacrifice, Effendi. Where is your

house?'

 

The Mulla looked at him aghast. 'You are a

disreputable ruffian, and

probably a burglar. Do you think that I could ever

tell you where my

house is?'

 

===========

 

A would-be disciple haunted Nasrudin, asking him

question after

question. The Mulla answered everything, and realized

that the man was

not completely satisfied: although he was in fact

making progress.

 

Eventually the man said: 'Master, I need more explicit

guidance.'

 

'What is the matter?'

 

'I have to keep on doing things; and although I make

progress, I want to

move faster. Please tell me a secret, as I have heard

you do with

others.'

 

'I will tell you when you are ready for it.'

 

The man returned later with the same theme.

 

'Very well. You know that your need is to emulate

me?'

 

'Yes.'

 

'Can you keep a secret?'

 

'I would never impart it to anyone.'

 

'Then observe that I can keep a secret as well as you

can.'

 

============

 

'When I was in the desert,' Nasrudin said one day, 'I

caused an entire

tribe of horrible and bloodthirsty Bedouins to run.'

 

'However did you do it?'

 

'Easy. I just ran, and they ran after me.'

 

============

 

 

Nasrudin was carrying home some liver which he had

just bought. In the

other hand he had a recipe for a liver pie which a

friend had given him.

Suddenly a buzzard swooped down and carried off the

liver.

 

'You fool!' shouted Nasrudin, 'the meat is all very

well -- but I still

have the recipe!'

 

===========

 

A philosopher, having made an appointment to dispute

with Nasrudin,

called and found him away from home. Infuriated, he

picked up a piece

of chalk and wrote 'Stupid Oaf' on Nasrudin's gate.

 

As soon as he got home and saw this, the Mulla rushed

to the

philosopher's house.

 

'I had forgotten,' he said, 'that you were to call.

And I apologize for

not being at home. Of course, I remembered the

appointment as soon as I

saw that you had left your name on my door.'

 

===========

 

Typed from "The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla

Nasrudin' by Idries

Shah.

 

- Ashish Mahajan

 

 

 

 

 

 

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