NASRUDIN was sitting among the branches of a tree, sniffing the blossoms and sunning himself. A traveller asked him what he was doing up there.
‘Climbing the Great Pyramid.’
‘You are nowhere near a pyramid. And there are four ways up a pyramid: one by each face. That is a tree!’
‘Yes!’ Said the Mulla. ‘But it’s much more fun like this, don’t you think? Birds, blossoms, zephyrs, sunshine.. I hardly think I could have done better!’
‘Pyramid expert’, in: The pleasantries of the incredible Mulla Nasrudin, Idries Shah (NY 1968)
AYA DÜRST BRITT 