Nasruddin saw a man weeping as he walked along the road.
"What's wrong?" Nasruddin asked.
"I've lost everything. All I have left is here," said the man, holding up a tattered bag.
Nasruddin grabbed the bag and ran.
The man shrieked. "Stop! STOP!"
Nasruddin ran until he was out of sight and then put the bag in the road for the man to find.
The man came trudging along, weeping even more loudly than before.
Then he saw his bag. "Oh, my bag!" he shouted. "I thought you were lost forever!"
From his hiding place in the bushes, Nasruddin smiled.
Inspired by: The Little Book of Sufi Parables by Nico Neruda
Notes: This is story 78 in the book.
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