Flirting with humility

Truly, to practice humility you need a certain well-being. This reminds me of a story:


One Friday afternoon, at the mosque, Nasrudin felt suddenly hit by modesty and depression for this life, so short, in a world so endless. He fell down on his knees, lifted his arms and cried out:

“Oh, Everlasting One! I’m nothing! I’m nothing!”

The Imam looked at him, saw that this was good and knelt down exclaiming in his turn:

“I’m nothing! I’m nothing!

A beggar in dregs was so impressed he threw himself down too, tears in his eyes:

“I’m nothing! Nothing!”

At this the Imam turned to Nasrudin and sneered:

“Look who thinks he’s nothing now!”

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