Mulla Stories # 25 - The dead pot

One day, Mulla Nasruddin was cooking. He went to his neighbor and asked for a pot and promised to return it the next day.

A knock, knock came on the neighbor's door the next day. Nasruddin had come to return the pot. The neighbor looked at his pot and inside it was another smaller pot.

The neighbor said, "There is a small pot inside the one I loaned you." Nasruddin told him, "The pot gave birth." The neighbor was quite pleased to hear this and accepted the two pots.

The very next morning, Nasruddin knocks on the neighbor's door to borrow a larger pot than the previous one. The neighbor happily abides his request.

A week went past, without Nasruddin knocking to return the pot. The neighbor and Nasrudding bump into each other at the bazaar a few days latter. Nasruddin's neighbor asked, "Where is my pot?"

"It's dead," says Nasruddin. "But how can that be?" queries the neighbor. Nasruddin points out, 

"If a pot can give birth, then a pot can also die."

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