Talking brought me here, sir.

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I have heard: Once it happened that Mulla Nasruddin was passing through a forest. He came upon a skull. Just curious, as he always was, he asked the skull, “What brought you here, sir?” And he was amazed because the skull said, “Talking brought me here, sir.” He couldn’t believe it, but he had heard it so he ran to the court of the king. He told there that “I have seen a miracle! A skull, a talking skull, lying just near our village in the forest.”


The king also couldn’t believe, but he was also curious. The whole court followed. They went into the forest. Nasruddin went near the skull and asked again the same question, “What brought you here, sir.” But the skull remained silent. He asked again and again and again, but the skull was dead silent.


The king said, “I knew it before, Nasruddin, that you are a liar. But now this is too much. You have played such a joke that you will have to suffer for it.” He ordered his guard to cut his head and throw the head near the skull for the ants to eat.

When everybody went — the king, his court — the skull started talking again. And she asked, “What brought you here, sir?” Nasruddin answered, “Talking brought me here, sir.”


And talking has brought man here — the situation that is today. A constant chattering mind does not allow any happiness, any possibility of happiness, because only a silent mind can look within, only a silent mind can hear the silence, the happiness, that is always bubbling there. But it is so subtle that with the noise of the mind you cannot hear it.

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