~ 189. The Wealthy Man's Funeral ~

There was a funeral procession in the town for a very wealthy gentleman. Nasruddin put on his robes of mourning and joined in the procession, weeping copious tears and bewailing the deceased.
"Nasruddin," said one of his friends, "what are you doing here? I didn't even know that you were acquainted with this man. I'm surprised to find you here mourning his death with such feeling."
"I didn't know him," sobbed Nasruddin. "I never met him, not even once. Which is why I am certain that he has not remembered me in his will. That's the reason why I'm weeping!"

Inspired byMulla's Donkey and Other Friends by Mehdi Nakosteen
Notes: This story is on p. 62 of the book.

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