NASRUDIN HODZA: Kad bi tikve rasle na drvetu

NASRUDIN HODZA: Kad bi tikve rasle na drvetu

Jednog sparnog popodneva, Nasrudin-hodza se odmarao u sjeni orahovog drveta. Poslije nekog vremena, poce razgledati oko sebe posmatrajuci tikve, njihove loze i plodove oraha koji su visili u krosnji drveta ispod koga je lezao. " Nekad, zaista ne razumijem puteve Allahove! " - brecnu se naglas - " ovako sitnim plodom poput oraha okititi ovako velicastveno drvo, dok ogromne tikve povezati onako krhkim lozama." Taman, kad je ovo izustio, otkide se jedan orah sa grane i pogodi ga posred cela.  On u to ustade, podize ruke u dovi  i povika:

" Allahu dragi, oprosti mi sto sam ikad posumnjao u mudrost tvog stvaranja! Ti si sveznajuci i onaj koji divno stvara, jer gdje bi sada hudi Nasrudin bio da su tikve uistinu na drvetu rasle!"


One hot day, Nasruddin was taking it easy in the shade of a walnut tree. After a time, he started eying speculatively, the huge pumpkins growing on vines and the small walnuts growing on a majestic tree.
- Sometimes I just can't understand the ways of God! he mused. Just
fancy letting tinny walnuts grow on so majestic a tree and huge pumpkins on the delicate vines!
Just then a walnut snapped off and fell smack on Mullah Nasruddin's bald head. He got up at once and lifting up his hands and face to heavens in supplication, said:
- Oh, my God! Forgive my questioning your ways! You are all-wise. Where would I have been now, if pumpkins grew on trees!