While wandering in the world, Nasrudin found himself
before the door behind which the Truth lived.
"Who is it?" a voice asked.
"Sorry, Nasrudin. There is no room for me and you here - go away!"
And Nasrudin walked sadly away.
Years later he found himself at the same door again, and knocked.
"Who is it?" the voice asked.
"Myself" he answered.
"Oh, Nasrudin, you again? told you - no room for you and me! go!"
And Nasrudin left.
Time passed. And then Nasrudin stood at the same door once more.
"It is thou"
"Ah, friend Nasrudin! Come in, come in! There is just enough room
for us in here!"