Missive #544 Published 8 August 2025
99. Nasruddin Thinks of Soup
Nasruddin was hungry, but he had nothing to eat in the house. He sat in the kitchen, dreaming of soup. A nice noodle soup with beans and lentils, some onion and spinach, seasoned with some turmeric, yogurt on the side…
Then, as Nasruddin was thinking about that soup, he heard a knock at the door. It was his neighbor’s young son.
“Please, Nasruddin,” said the boy, “if you have cooked a pot of soup here, may we please have some?”
The boy then held out an empty bowl.
“Incredible!” Nasruddin exclaimed. “The neighbors can smell even the thought of soup.”