Nasrudin saw a man sitting dispiritedly at the side of the road. And asked
him what
troubled him.
"There is nothing of interest in life, my brother," said the man.
"I have sufficient capital in order that I don't have to work, and I am
only on this trip in
order to seek something more interesting and entertaining than the life I
have at home."
"So far I haven't found it!"
Without another word, Nasrudin seized the travelers knapsack and made off
down the
road with it, running like a rabbit. Since he knew the area, he was easily
able to out
distance him
The road curved, and Nasrudin cut across several switchbacks, with the
result that he was soon back on the road,
well ahead of the man he had just robbed.
He put the knapsack by the side of the road and waited for the distressed
traveler to show up.
Presently the miserable man appeared, following the tortuous road, more
unhappy than ever because of his loss.
As soon as he saw his property lying there, by the side of the road, he ran
towards it, shouting with joy.
"That's one way of producing happiness," said Nasrudin.
