‘THERE is a burglar downstairs,’ said Nasrudin’s wife one night.
‘Not a sound,’ whispered the Mulla. ‘If he finds anything here, he will have to bring it into the house himself first. He may even leave something behind.
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‘What will he find?’, in: The pleasantries of the incredible Mulla Nasrudin, Idries Shah (NY 1968)
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AYA DÜRST BRITT 