The wit and wisdom of Nasreddin Hodja never leaves him tongue-tied. One day an illiterate man came to Hodja with a letter he had received.
- Hodja, please read this letter to me. Hodja looked at the letter, but could not make out a single word. So he told the man.
- I am sorry, but I cannot read this. The man cried:
- For shame, Hodja! You must be ashamed before the turban you wear (i.e. the sign of education)
Hodja removed the turban from his own head and placed it on the head of the illiterate man, said:
- There, now you wear the turban. If it gives some knowledge, read the letter yourself.
Quand le mensonge est appelé vérité , Tel est l'ordre des choses qui prévaut à notre époque ; chaque valeur morale se retrouve bouleversée de telle manière que les gens ne sont plus capables de distinguer le Bien du Mal
Smell of the food (One day a poor and hungry visitor took a piece of bread from his pocket and hold it over a hot cauldron food at a open restaurant window.)
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