BIRTH
AND DEATH
Mulla Nasrudin asked his neighbour if he could
lend him a pot for cooking.
The neighbour gave him a cheap dented aluminium
pot.
The next day Nasrudin returned the pot along with
a brand new aluminium smaller pot.
“But I gave you only one pot,” the neighbour
said.
“Your pot had a baby!” Nasrudin explained.
A few days later Nasrudin again went to his
neighbour and asked to borrow a pot.
This time the neighbour eagerly gave him an
expensive ornate vessel made of pure silver.
When Nasrudin did not return the pot for a long
time the neighbour asked for it.
Nasrudin replied with a sad look of condolence
on his face: “I am sorry to inform you that your pot died. Please accept my
heartfelt condolences.”
“What nonsense! How can a pot die?” the
neighbour demanded.
“What can be born can also die, isn’t it? If a
pot can have a baby, a pot can also die, isn’t it?” Nasrudin concluded.
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