Nasrudin Stories

The tale of three men and three bags of raisins

This teaching tale comes from one of my friends and mentors Melkom Melomian the ambulance driver of my father’s hospital in Tehran, Iran. He taught me to drive and taught me many more important things.
Three men each had a bag of raisins the first one was a pessimist and alawys ate the worst raisin. Thus [...]

Mullah Nasrudin and so that

Even though by now Mullah Nasrudin was quite well off and could afford to eat chello kabob, sholeh zard, khoresht-e-karafs and other delicacies every day, he continued to eat stale bread and cheese (noon-o-panir) every day.

A friend asks him, "Why do you always eat bread and cheese like a pauper?"
Nasrudin replies, "I’m saving money."
The friend [...]