A28 The Purchase of a Donkey
Yulia Davudi من ⁺Hassar ⁺Baba-čanga في Sydney, Australia
One day the donkey of the mullah died. He went to the market to buy a donkey. He gathered together money and went and bought a donkey. Thieving men saw the donkey of the mullah and came behind him to take the donkey. One of them, a kind of lad, took the chain, put it on his neck and went behind the mullah, instead of the donkey. The other one, his friend, took the donkey, took it to the market to sell it. The mullah with him going behind him arrives home. He turns round, looks and (sees) a man. He shouts ‘God help me! God help me! God help me! God help me!,’ that is ‘Oh God! Oh God! What is this? What has happened? I bought a donkey. It has become a man!’ He says ‘Where have you come from? If you please, how has this happened? I bought a donkey, you are a man! What has happened?’ He said ‘I was very wicked to my mother. My mother cursed me and I became a donkey. When I became a donkey, they sold me. At that moment, you came and bought me. By the decree of God I have again returned and become a man. Mullah Nasradin says ‘If you please, I did not want you, go away! But pay attention to your mother heh, be good to your mother heh. Do not make her angry so that she curses you again.’ He says ‘No, Sir, I shall not do this again.’ He comes back to his other friend, who has sold the donkey of the mullah—he went behind the man and took away the donkey. He went there and they divided the money. The next day the mullah goes to buy a donkey. He sees that the donkey which he had bought yesterday is there. He goes and whispers in its ear, saying ‘Have you again been wicked to your mother and become a donkey?’