11-22-2017, 02:23 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-08-2017, 12:33 AM by Dekalb_Blues.)
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WIVES
Mulla Nasrudin belonged to a club called "The Assembly of Those Who Are Not Afraid of Their Wives".
One day the Chairman called the meeting to order in the customary manner, saying:
"O all you who are not afraid of your wives -- be seated."
All sat except the Mulla.
"What's the matter, Nasrudin -- are you afraid of your wife?"
"I'm not afraid of her, but I can't sit down. She beat me so hard last night that I'm black and blue."
THE PERFECT LIFE
Nasrudin was sitting in a tea shop when a friend came excitedly to speak with him. "I'm about to get married, Mulla," his friend said, "and I'm very excited. Mulla, have you ever thought of marriage yourself?"
Nasrudin replied, "I did think of getting married. In my youth, in fact, I very much wanted to do so. I waited to find for myself the perfect wife. I travelled looking for her, first to Damascus. There I met a beautiful woman who was gracious, kind, and deeply spiritual, but she had no worldly knowledge. I travelled further and went to Ispahan. There I met a woman who was both spiritual and worldly, beautiful in many ways, but we did not communicate well. Finally I went to Cairo and there, after much searching -- I found her! She was spiritually deep, graceful, and beautiful in every respect, at home in the world and in the realms beyond it. I felt I had found the perfect wife. . ."
"Wonderful!" his friend exclaimed. "And did you then wed this this long-sought-after perfect wife of yours?"
"Alas," said Nasrudin, as he shook his head sadly. "It was not to be. You see, she was looking for the perfect husband."
[Skip to 21:30, watch to the apocalyptic bitter end]
WIVES
Mulla Nasrudin belonged to a club called "The Assembly of Those Who Are Not Afraid of Their Wives".
One day the Chairman called the meeting to order in the customary manner, saying:
"O all you who are not afraid of your wives -- be seated."
All sat except the Mulla.
"What's the matter, Nasrudin -- are you afraid of your wife?"
"I'm not afraid of her, but I can't sit down. She beat me so hard last night that I'm black and blue."
THE PERFECT LIFE
Nasrudin was sitting in a tea shop when a friend came excitedly to speak with him. "I'm about to get married, Mulla," his friend said, "and I'm very excited. Mulla, have you ever thought of marriage yourself?"
Nasrudin replied, "I did think of getting married. In my youth, in fact, I very much wanted to do so. I waited to find for myself the perfect wife. I travelled looking for her, first to Damascus. There I met a beautiful woman who was gracious, kind, and deeply spiritual, but she had no worldly knowledge. I travelled further and went to Ispahan. There I met a woman who was both spiritual and worldly, beautiful in many ways, but we did not communicate well. Finally I went to Cairo and there, after much searching -- I found her! She was spiritually deep, graceful, and beautiful in every respect, at home in the world and in the realms beyond it. I felt I had found the perfect wife. . ."
"Wonderful!" his friend exclaimed. "And did you then wed this this long-sought-after perfect wife of yours?"
"Alas," said Nasrudin, as he shook his head sadly. "It was not to be. You see, she was looking for the perfect husband."
[Skip to 21:30, watch to the apocalyptic bitter end]