- "And just WHEN do you plan on getting a job?" Nasrudin's wife moaned after
getting tired of one of his more lengthy periods of unemployment.
"I do not need a job woman, I am always in the service of the Most High!"
"Well then shouldn't you be getting some form of payment for your so-called
services???" she replied sarcastically, "these bills are not going to pay
Thinking about it, Nasrudin went into his backyard and, kneeling before the
open sky, began to pray: "Most Merciful Allah, I am constantly in your
service, and as such, I deserve some sort of financial recompense... indeed
with some sort of back-pay for all those years for which I was did not
receive a single dime! Could You please find it in Your infinite mercy to
send me some form of payment so I can pay my bills AND get my wife off my
Overhearing this conversation, Nasrudin's neighbor, a moneylender, decided
to play a prank on him; accordingly he grabbed a bag of gold coins and
threw it over the fence so that it landed right in front of
Nasrudin. Amazed at this turn of events, Nasrudin rushed inside his house
to show his wife, and they both immediately began to call on shopkeepers to
pay their debts and order all manner of goods. Noticing the immediate
deliveries to the house, Nasrudin's neighbor became worried about his money
and came running to demand it back.
"What in God's name are you talking about man?" Nasrudin demanded, "I
prayed to God for the money and He provided!"
Since Nasrudin adamantly refused to accept the man's version of events, the
neighbor insisted that the only solution was to take the case to court to
be tried before a judge.
"But I cannot go to court," replied Nasrudin, "surely I cannot appear
before a judge looking like this! why I have nothing appropriate to wear!"
The neighbor quickly offered to lend Nasrudin his best robe and turban.
"But..." began Nasrudin, "how will I go? I cannot go there riding my
donkey while wearing these fine clothes!"
Again, the neighbor offered Nasrudin his best horse to ride.
When they stood before the judge, the moneylender quickly explained his
case in great detail, going to great lengths to clarify to the court that
the money that Nasrudin was spending was all his and how the whole thing
was simply a misunderstanding, meanwhile Nasrudin calmly sat there,
"Do you have anything to say in your defence?" the judge finally asked
"What can I say Your Honor, except that my neighbor is completely insane!
the poor man seems to believe that EVERYTHING I own belongs to him, my
clothes, my horse, let alone my gold."
"But... but... they ARE MINE!" roared the neighbor, unable to contain himself.
"Case dismissed!" ruled the judge.