(sufi, Nasrudin stories)
A pot that gave birth
Nasrudin had borrowed a pot from his neighbour and then put a smaller pot inside when giving it back. His neighbour asked:
- What's this?
- Your pot gave birth, - replied Nasrudin, making his neighbour extremely happy.
A few days pass by and Nasrudin asks his neighbour to lend him the same pot for another few days.
- Of course, my dearest friend, - his neighbour responded gleefully, giving him the pot.
A week passes by, and Nasrudin still hasn't returned the pot. The neighbour goes to visit Nasrudin and asks:
- So, where's my pot?
- My condolences, but your pot passed away.
- But how can a pot die?
- My dearest neighbour, you're a weird fellow. You believe a pot can give birth, but doubt it can die!