He knows the answer The bull of a Turkmen broke Nasrudin's fence and ran back to its owner. Nasrudin followed him and began to whip him. "How dare you whip my bull!" roared the wild Turkoman. "You do not care," said Nasrudin; he knows about it. The thing is between us both. ' What a bird should look like Nasrudin one day found a tired falcon sitting on his windowsill. "Never before had he seen such a bird. You poor thing," he said, "how could you only get into this state?" He shortened the falcons' claws and cut his beak straight and supported his feathers. "Now you look more like a bird," said Nasrudin. The veil It was Mulla's wedding day. The marriage had been arranged, and he had never seen his wife's face. When she took off her veil after the ceremony, he found that she was terribly ugly. While he was still unaware of this shock, she asked him, “Now tell me, my love, your commands. To whom should I remain veiled and to whom should I show myself? my face? ' "Show your face to anyone you can," moaned the mullah, "as long as you do not show it to me."