A king was fed up with the ups and downs of life. He suffered great highs and extreme lows. He asked his viziers and advisors to make a magic ring which would pacify his extreme emotions. All the wise men of the nation were consulted, but none could make the ring. As it
happened, Mullah was passing through the country at the time and he heard of the kings requirement. He got an audience with the great potentate and presented him with
a simple ring that he wore on his own hand. This ring had the magic property desired. On it was written,
‘This too shall pass’

The Sultan was told by his teacher that lying was a great crime and should be banned. So the Sultan ordered his executioner to the city gate and told him to ask each person entering the city why he was visiting and execute any who lied. Next morning, the Mullah stood in line to go to the market in the city. The executioner asked him on the penalty of death, “Why are you entering the city?”The Mullah replied, “I am going to be executed!”

How old are you, mullah?
Someone asked,
‘three years older than my brother.’ mullah answered.
‘How do you know that?’ ‘reasoning. Last year, i heard my brother telling someone that i was two years older than him.
A year has passed.
This means that i am older by one year…i shall soon be old enough to be his grandfather.

Once, the people of The City invited Mulla Nasruddin to deliver a khutba. When he got on the minbar (pulpit), he found the audience was not very enthusiastic, so he asked “Do you know what I am going to say?” The audience replied “NO”, so he announced “I have no desire to speak to people who don’t even know what I will be talking about” and he left. The people felt embarrassed and called him back again the next day. This time when he asked the same question, the people replied “YES” So Mullah Nasruddin said, “Well, since you already know what I am going to say,…

A drunkard sat next to old Mullah Nasruddin on a bus. Thinking that Nasruddin was a preacher from his appearance, he started a conversation, “I’m not going to heaven. There is no heaven.”
The Mullah maintained silence.
“I say there is no heaven,” shouted the drunkard. The Mullah still didn’t answer.
“I said I’m not going to heaven,” shouted the drunkard.

Mullah Nasruddin quietly turned to the drunkard and said, “Well, go to hell then, but be quiet about it.”

People were talking about strange, sometimes mythical beasts, and someone iin the teahouse told Nasruddin that there were monsters to be found even near his own village.
As he was on his way home, the Mulla saw a new animal. It had long ears, like a donkey, but it was brownish, furry and chewing. So preoccupied was it that Nasruddin was able to steal up to it and catch it by the ears. He had never seen anything like this before. It was, in fact, a rabbit…