Ever heard of this name before. MullaNasruddin is considered to be a great mystic, a sufi who gave his lessons in the form of jokes. He used to go from town to town, sitting on a donkey. And if that wasn’t enough, he would sit backwards on the donkey. And his disciples would complain that we become the center of mockery as you are sitting in a donkey which in itself is a shame, and then backwards. Let’s loosen your life a bit, enjoy these jokes of Mulla:
- “Do you love me, Mulla?” whispered the girl.
“Of course I do,” MullaNasrudin whispered back.
“Will you marry me then?” she asked.
“LET’S NOT CHANGE THE SUBJECT?” said Nasrudin.
- MullaNasrudin in the upper berth was awakened by a persistent tapping from below.
“I am terribly cold down here. I wonder if you mind getting me a blanket,” said a lady’s voice.
“I have a better idea,” the Mulla replied sleepily. “Let’s pretend we are married.”
“That sounds like a lovely idea,” she giggled.
“GOOD,” said Nasrudin rolling over. ‘NOW GO GET YOUR OWN DAMN BLANKET.”
- Once MullaNasrudin gave his son this solid advice: “Nothing I say, Son, will keep you from drinking. You will go after the girls as well, no matter what I think. BUT WITH WOMEN, BOY, KEEP THIS THOUGHT OF YOUR FATHER’S IN MIND — ONE AT A TIME, ONE AT A TIME.”
- Mother-in-law: “My daughter has given you the best years of her life.”
MullaNasrudin: “THEN I DREAD TO THINK OF WHAT THE WORST ONES ARE GOING TO BE LIKE.”
- When MullaNasrudin was ninety, he was asked how he had managed to have such a long life, “I believe,” said the Mulla, “that it’s due to the fact that I never smoked, drank or touched a girl — UNTIL I WAS NINE YEARS OF AGE.”
- MullaNasrudin’s wife had difficulty getting to sleep and, at three o’clock in the morning, she awoke the Mulla and said, “Mulla, you never make love to me like you did when we got married forty years ago.”
“Please, Darling,” answered the Mulla, “I have got a busy day tomorrow. Go to sleep.
“But,” she persisted, “you used to be a romantic. You used to bite me on the fingers, on my neck, on my ears — Why don’t you do it anymore?”
“Darling,” the Mulla explained wearily, “such nonsense is for newly-weds. We are too old.”
“Just once you should bite me like you did forty years ago.”
“All right,’ said the Mulla, as he got out of bed yawning.
“But where are you going?” asked his wife.
“TO THE BATHROOM FOR MY TEETH,” said Nasrudin.
- “Father, I want to get married,” announced MullaNasrudin’s son one morning.
“No, my boy, you are not wise enough,” said the Mulla.
“When will I be wise enough?” asked the lad.
“WHEN YOU GET RID OF THE IDEA THAT YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED,” said Nasrudin.
- “I think my wife is slowly going insane,” confided MullaNasrudin to the psychiatrist.
“Well, what do you want me to do about it?” asked the headshrinker.
“I WONDERED lF YOU COULD SUGGEST ANYTHING WHICH MIGHT SPEED UP THE PROCESS,” said the Mulla casually.
- “Hi, Mulla,” greeted a friend. “How is your wife?”
“COMPARED TO WHAT?” responded MullaNasrudin.
- ” This afternoon we are going to try what are called projection techniques,” announced the psychiatrist. “I want to try to get some insights into how you perceive the world around you!” He rapidly drew a circle on his pad and thrust it across the desk. “Now — what does that remind you of?”
MullaNasrudin regarded the circle lugubriously.
“A naked woman,” he replied.
The psychiatrist drew a triangle. “And this?”
“A naked woman sitting down!”
The psychiatrist drew a square. “And this?”
“A naked woman doing something very nasty!”
“Well, well, well…. you are certainly preoccupied with sex, aren’t you?”
“COME OFF IT, DOCTOR,” protested Nasrudin. “IT’S YOU THAT’S DRAWING THE RUDE PICTURES.”
- MullaNasrudin went to see a rich man.
“Give me some money.”
“I want to buy an elephant.
“If you have no money, you can’t afford to keep an elephant.”
“I CAME HERE,” said Nasrudin, “TO GET MONEY, NOT ADVICE.”
- “Do you believe that the moonlight makes people silly, Mulla?” asked the bride after the honeymoon.
“Yes Dear,” remarked MullaNasrudin from behind his evening paper. “I PROPOSED TO YOU IN THE MOONLIGHT.”
- They had been married three months, and she said, “Are you satisfied with our married life, Mulla?”
“Yes,” replied Nasrudin. “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF IT.”
- “Hello, Mulla. I have not seen you for a month. How are things going with you?”
“Oh so-so. I have been married since I last saw, you,” said MullaNasrudin.
“So I heard. As a matter of fact, I knew your wife before you married her.” “WELL, THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU WARN ME? ‘ asked Nasrudin.