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he said. "last year you gave a rupee."
"WHAT!" said Nasrudin in surprise "HAVEN'T YOU CONVERTED THEM YET?"
68.
Mulla Nasrudin lived far beyond his means and was constantly hounded by his creditors. But he was so used to them that their presence caused him no distress. In fact, he treated them with the utmost courtesy. Once he even served a bill collector champagne.
"If you cannot afford to pay your debts," the bill collector demanded, "how can you afford to serve champagne?"
"DON'T GET SORE," said Nasrudin, "I ASSURE YOU, THIS HASN'T BEEN PAID FOR EITHER, SIR."
69.
Mulla Nasrudin had been working day and night throughout his district in a life or death struggle for reelection. He was relaxing one evening, following a speech, in the home of a friend.
"I have heard your speeches," his friend said, "but I think the real question is what will you do if you are reelected."
"NO," said Nasrudin, "THE REAL QUESTION IS WHAT WILL I DO IF I AM NOT."
70.
A young preacher was just getting acquainted with his duties. One of his first chores was to visit the hospital where Mulla Nasrudin, a member of his flock, was confined as a result of an automobile accident. The Mulla had been seriously injured: a broken leg, both arms broken, a broken collar bone, terrible cuts over his face and head, and several broken ribs.
He was so thoroughly bandaged and taped and strapped up that only his two eyes and mouth were showing.
The young preacher was at a loss for words, but realized that he must say something, so he asked the Mulla: "How do you feel today? I suppose all of those broken bones and cuts cause a great deal of pain. Do you suffer very much?"
"NO, NOT MUCH," said Nasrudin, "ONLY WHEN I LAUGH."
71.
A mechanic sold a car he had fixed up and repaired to his friend, Mulla Nasrudin. The next day he was sorry he sold it, so he went to see the Mulla.
"I will buy the car back from you," he said, "and give you fifty dollars' profit."
So Nasrudin sold him the car. The following day, he looked up the mechanic.
"I am sorry I sold the car back to you," the Mulla
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