Nasreddin was on a philosophical wave:
-Life and death - who knows what it is?
His wife, looking up from the stove, looked at him and said:
- All men are equally stupid. Yes, anyone knows that if the limbs are motionless and cold, then the person is dead.
Nasreddin was amazed at his wife's wisdom. One day he spent a long time in the cold, and his hands became numb. “I must be dead,” Nasreddin thought. This thought was replaced by the following: “And if I’m dead, then how can I walk? I must lie there like an ordinary corpse."
Which he did immediately.
An hour later, a group of travelers found him lying by the road and could not decide whether the man was alive or dead. Nasreddin could not wait to shout out: “Idiots, can’t you see that my limbs are motionless and cold?” But he restrained himself, because he knew that corpses should not talk.
Finally everyone decided that he was dead; people put him on their shoulders and dragged him to the cemetery. Not having gone a mile, they stopped at a fork in the road. A new dispute has flared up: which road leads to the cemetery? Nasreddin listened to them in silence until his patience finally ran out. Then he sat down and said:
— Sorry, dear ones, but the road to the cemetery is on your left. I know that corpses aren't supposed to talk, but I only broke the rule once and I promise you, it won't happen again.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru